Long Esthete Poems

Colures transposed orbits closed whence derive the rains of rose?
Across million mileage magic and magnitude are striding
O'er holistic horizon svelteness and smoothness are sliding
Meridian framed parallax tamed whither swash the rains of rose?
Spray by spray,...

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ART

A esthete, I am for I love, love and appreciate works of art and
B eautiful things including alluring women and good looking men.
C reativity of the artists on display, being appreciated and critiqued.
D ance, movements...

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The human body may be a marvel
though he preferred his were of marble
or gold or some other precious metal
with a life approaching to eternal!

For flesh and blood failed miserably
as suitable for longevity
requiring daily sustenance
for hopeful...

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