[in memory of the great composer, Karol Szymanowski, 1882-1937]
No cleverly written poetry;
nor artistically skilled choreography,
nor even the most scholarly
observed skies constellated in astronomy
can describe or direct or measure their naked intimacy---
defiant of inhibitive prudery,
and the rage of haters' discontent.
Their almost constantly aroused tumescence
is typical of their vivified adolescence,
though each has attained the legal age of adult consent.
The beauty of their love transcends
such petty concerns and ascends
to the very stars that will, happily,
welcome the presence of coupled boyfriends.
J-Called