Particular Not Peculiar Poem by Birgitta Abimbola Heikka

I am particular
not peculiar

I have a particular nose
Don't call it a peculiar nose
My mouth is shaped in a particular way
Don't say a peculiar way
I have particular eyes
Don't call them peculiar eyes
My ears are particular
Not peculiar
And, so, are the rest of me
Particular but not peculiar.

Your particular mouth, you call
Sensuous
And your particular nose
Aquiline
And your particular eyes
Comely
And your particular ears
Befitting
And the particular rest of you
Classical.

Sensuous, you maybe
And aquiline
And comely
And befitting
And classic
But particular, I am
Not peculiar
To a particular group, I belong
Not a peculiar group.

Please don't take away my particulars.