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Long-haired, slender, always barefoot, and---sometimes---

naked; cast in marble or some other stone:

Patroclus, Calain, Ganymede, Hylas,

and Narcissus occupy their pedestals

as statuary,

from the grasping and clenched clutches of haters

retrieved (purchases, bribes, and others means too)

from the lairs of EarthRuin (the must avoided);

like to them shall be this pedestal of words

in my poems, for you.

Giggling shyly, you mount it:  adolescent

tumescence rising as evidence of your

delight; your smile as warm as your flesh, and your

love ias lasting as starlight, sustainer of

my old soul's desires.

I shall sing to you of Homogenia,

where Love is worshipped and not misunderstood,

all faultflaws of inhumane finity fail

and Homonid nature nurtures us within

Homogenia.

I invoke Fluctivalis, a Poet of

Musa Puerilis . . . of Homogenia:

lead me, to the Exquisitors' sweetened words---

the initiate conveyances---that bring

Serennu my love.

J-Called