They called her a carpenter’s dream
because she had small breasts
flat as a board they said
barely a handful they jeered
It didn’t matter to her
It didn’t matter to him
She was far more
than her anatomy
She was far more
than the body she inhabited
Though her physical assets
were alluringly sufficient
her mind held the most prized treasures
the wonders, the magic, only she possessed
small wonder on bended knee
he begged her to be his wife
and she, a queen among women,
kissed him and accepted.
Bob Boyd