Models have Vaginas too

All of a sudden,
as if touched by an impatient prod,
Or electric shock from
the dozens of heartbeats
panting expectantly...

A naked figurine - A nymph,
Springs from the ground,
like an uncoiled fern.
Or a Viper.

She drops the silken curtain
concealing the show
and sashays across the floor.
Catch a breath,
Stare at the curves.
Careering hills and
bone grazing valleys.

Are we allowed to stare?

Take up a charcoal,
pencil and sketch pad.
We are ready to record this
Majestic Skeleton.
Lumps, bumps 
and hairy extremities -
She puts them to shame.

Are models a different species?

Then we see it,
Right there like a conceited spy
at an opposition party conference.
She knows she's got one too,
Just like the rest of us.
And all of a sudden,
We can feel her trembling.