The Beautiful

I don't like rankings, I like liking.

Affinity times electricity, with culture's resistors,
vaulted into sensory decadence.

I keep silent, it's gorgeous. 

Long words give syllabi to valor:
brave beautiful bounties
bounce the scents
across any view.

Grey damp,
you're a desert flower,
served lukewarm,
on the crustless bread
that calypso multiplies to mean.

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