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Jul 2012
Flamboyancy and wit
     Such things are of attribute
But one can only imagine!
     Imagine that there was this.

Aphrodite has walked
     On your toes
But then to imagine
     That life would grant
Such fortune as to be
     Graced with such misery

But this Flamboyancy and wit--
     Where can I find it?      
Where must i go; but to
     The ends of this world

No--

You see, this Flamboyancy
     Found in all it's buoyancy
Among my mind, it
     Found all it's Flamboyant wit
Just treading by; and then
     it sat at my side in
All it's marvelous, buoyant
     wight
In all it's marvelous, buoyant
     wit.

So locks of perfection,
     Crispy and brown
Armored at the teeth
     I wouldn't say more than
Could be meant, but I meant well
     As it was a fancy

I've touched this crisp and
     It is, but the softest--
Just the greatest of all
     Things--
Setting the standard
     And there
It sat to my right...

So there's this elaborate Charm
     Such flamboyant carelessness
This luxuriant eminence
     Of pure intellect
Sports-y and adequate
     Not in my reach

But this Flamboyancy and style!
     Such wit in her words
Such grace in her laugh
     Such power in that mind
And those witty words are
     Sharper than paper
For paper cuts hurt more than
     The broken bone
And paper cuts can hinder
     more than crutches

And Beelzebub does the devil
      Set aside,
For hers stare is innocence
      That moves mountains
As the hand of God did
     And melted Hell's fire
As the ice from Pluto might

Yet no Asclepius is of help
     At the sharp pound of her eye
You'll land in a comma
     You'd dream of more grace--
Like an angelic Succubus
     That kills with innocence

And this Flamboyancy,
     This wit--
It sat right at my right
     But my inept pliancy
Will find itself in a buoyant
     Force of a thousand
Jedi and of a strength that
     Only the proper charisma
Could ever properly
     Sustain--

And until such appears
     I'll just worship that allure--
That accidental allure
     Of Universal forces
As that of which is found the second
     Iron is formed in a Red Giant

Nothing else would
     Please me more...
Saul Ramiez
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