Assets of Attraction

She’d been living

        in a man’s dialect

as her didactic mortal self

      designed her own deliverance.  

        The femme fatal fashioned

             the flutter of freedom

  of all humans to tailor

her suited spirit in armour.  

Unlike men with daggers,

  she lacks menagerie.  

             These fine lines aren’t blurred or jarred but rather bold in rhetoric.

She subtly sounds in song

        to sway the moon in dance.  

The elegance does not replicate 

in the masculine but in feminist domain.  

The power of worth determined by

her contours in silhouette and symmetry.  

   She echos refinement and finesse

 steadily consummate in poised form

  of progressive and primitive praise. Her head held flattery in proportion to redress.  

                                   Her beauty balanced in rare and unique formulas,

       flexible for liberty and justice for all.  

       She’s a statue of duty.

Author's Note

The lines are not consistent and dependent on various sites. I am not concerned about the physical format but probably should be.