@ 27.105 MHz: Stellarings; Jacere's Moons, That Dance, Unshod, On Its Sky

Initiate and intimate me, please,

into the sameLoveness, and all of its degrees

only when the two Jacerian

moons---Ladledlove and Philebus---

come together, their peaking most Uranian.

Let old prudes, the -phobes, make a fuss;

it is as an echo silenced by the Poetries

of Love's homegenieties,

profuse and plentiful,



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The word that kept coming to

The word that kept coming to mind as I floated, mesmerized, through this far-reaching enchantment was "sublime". From the invitation to be "initiated" into the sanctum and "all its degrees" (amazing!) to the last passionate line, it read like an angelic proclamation at the gates of mystical love. 


That the prudes were grumbling made even more enjoyable. 


Again, sublime. 

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Thank you very much.  I

Thank you very much.  I really appreciate your kind words.  This poem came to me in a big rush of words, and I made a lot of typos and, when I was trying to correct them, I messed up a line or two, and had to hope I replaced them correctly from very short term memory.  Your kind words confirm to me that I got it right tonight.  And I breathed a sigh of relief and gratitude!  Thanks again.


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Looks like I had a typo

Looks like I had a typo myself in my comment. But the important thing is, you understand how exquisite this poem is. A must read! 

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I hadn't noticed the typo,

I hadn't noticed the typo, but I sure did appreciate the comment!!!


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