Both joy and anguish sounded in your voice when
you told us, at the lunch table, "I love men"
Your courage deserved a shout; I chose the Gulag's silence,
instead, for fear of homophobic violence.
Your was a quiet beauty, and diplomatic courtesy,
far more highly evolved than that college's society
(which ought to have been called sovietiety).
You showed us the inherent and vivid vitality
of the fully embraced innate nature of HOMOSEXUALITY.
Your faith was "protestant" a very orthodox
Lutheran (thus lacking the fullness of Christ's Grace and Glory):
but you walked seductively around our all-male dormitory
in your usual dress slacks and, almost always shoeless, sheer socks.
Please, Swedening: in Heaven, accept my repentant apology.
Starward-Led