Exquisite Poems - Poems about Exquisite

voluptuous Virginia what a quintessential Rubenesque figure no one has the right to look this gorgeous in jaunty hat and bridal gown, you, dear, are exquisite...

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Within a garden bower we spent hours, enjoying conversation and then a slow dance. A prelude that we knew would lead to romance. There's a craving, a yearning in our eyes, as if we're hypnotized by our amorous flirtation. Our glances are sparked by smouldering embers, remembrances of desired remnants of passion... Flames of a fire that will burn until it's sated. "You...

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Cleverness in chaos. Twisted mischief threads beneath razor intellect. Urban antiquity, out of place, sherry to eyelash to eye. Her cigarettes go better with beer wisdom and starry sky humidity. Grand Dame, ferocious girl. Lead me up a garden path that stings until 5am on barren streets. Vampiric. Languid. There is no elegant sufficiency, no want contained. Faded lilies. Threadbare wisdom swings to giggling gallows below, aloft. One more drink? Reckless friend, take my...

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Exquisite Toronto water reflections Lake’s hair is in pretty natural stagnant ringlets An owl takes a perch in the design I see her lovely paths lead somewhere oak trees are readily reflected in her depths has this waterway devoured people? she has mesmerized many, of course, and now I am one of her worshippers It was a gray day a few minutes ago Now...

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The Room of the Unrequited By Roger White That evening, stillness permeated the lavender-scented room. Dusk crept through the windows smudged by oily fingers, The day’s twilight left a dull umbra on wall and floor. A beam of fading sunlight cast onto a fluttering moth circling fruit, glinted off the gold gilded...

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What compares to the present? The present is like a needle Time threading through its eye A needle on a phonograph My record is now on the B side Still, I can't listen to the present The future is encrypted A symphony heard as conspiracy The past nostalgically stained I search for the exquisite The elusive present ever pure The past is a sweaty t-shirt left...

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Zen loving chimes, Our exquisite times, Spring chickens reborn, "Still awake?" We yawn. Basically harmless, you see, Dreams are fantasy....

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Written: January 06, 2024 ______________________________________ Shimmering swaths of cerulean sea ionize comely light purple-tinged sand strewn with tattered shells during low tide, summon imperial thrones, tartly lovely youth amid sparkling Tyrian swells, whilst peering solace amid  vibrant splendor  of landscape, as serene slopes  and lucid pleas prevail,  I wait with ebbed breath for an ethereal grace to ignite a spark...

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You my undying lover Are a marvel to behold No life without you Our story is untold Long ago and faraway Lonely souls met For hunger and pleasure The stage was set Reclusive cabin on A mountain top Silk linens dark curtains Sex that didn’t stop Skinny dipping In the pond Such pleasure All night long To breathe of you Again my soul Would fill my need Entwined as a whole Curtains...

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what was exquisite would be a profound visit which I may have missed it ...

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Written: October 30, 2023, ______________________________________ When the sunlight rays dawning to decay Within the scenic shade of the tall trees, Foster felicity flows forth and fray, Dappling the vista with a subtle breeze Casting twirling shades in the woodland floor. Vintage music stirs...

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The gates open as a large crowd starts rushing in A day of pomp and pageantry is about to begin It is the first Saturday in May at Churchill Downs home of the Kentucky Derby Top 3-year-olds from around the world circle the track in a frenzied hurry The jockeys with their colorful outfits mount their...

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On a cold, dark, dearth autumn night, While I wrestle, nestle faithfully near my window pane Over a long memory of callous and precarious heart break from a callus pain While I stayed, stared at the glow worm's luminescence on a fig, at curved ends of their tails Nearly torpid, turbid, toxic. Momentarily heard a herd of thud...

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The sound of your voice Is like a symphony by Beethoven A beautiful melody by Schubert A piano concerto by Mozart I am totally enthralled by your presence No longer can I resist your beauty I must have you, embrace you Feel your warmth I am totally enamoured by you Entranced by your seductive eyes Your luscious red lips Your flaxen hair My heart beats loudly in...

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Because they simply Flowers phenomenal are, exquisite heart seeds......

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