Rococo

My spine has Rococo taste in men
overblown and
in such bad taste
plenty of gilt
very doree
but no longer
jeunesse of course
it is the bits of damage
I adore
adds to character
I am reminded of
flowery cuffs
and conversations
full of light
flights of fancy
no one else can take
a mental Minuet
paced and teasing
laced and pleasing
mannered
practiced grace