paragon

The pedestal
you place her on
wobbles
and she is overcome
with vertigo.
She is no paragon,
no pinnacle,
no perfection;
nor wishes
to be.
You,
in your worship
place her high above -
thinking you honor her
instead of torture her.
A woman,
scared of heights,
is no less lovely
standing on the ground
and more accessible
by far.