I take no credit for the image. I found it on Google images search.

An expanse in the shape of an hourglass;

With all the angles of one too.

Up the center grows a porcelain tree.

Its branches, the definition of symmetry,

Are the perfect frame to drape ivory flesh upon.

At its base, two dimples as if

A maker’s mark for man, showing him

The best place for his hands

When he holds her.