Is, ever, delicate, fresh from bathing.
More present than today or here, her case
Keeps ambrosial air in glass and lathing.
And all of that costs money: lots of it.
Outside her case, the museum hums with wealth:
A twenty admits, but that’s not profit;
Rich patrons keep her pastel cheeks in health.
In fact they lended her, you read each name
On the placards beside, but only she
Breathes perfumed pastel strokes within the frame
And seizes men who pass her gallery.
Wisdom does not ask who is using whom,
But knows the dance that keeps her cheeks in bloom.
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