@ 27.225 MHz: WallStones; Trip To The Light Fantastic's Toe, Near The City Of Coerulescence

The Cosmos gifted its starlight to become our naked fleshes

our naked bodies restored, and love between the genders

did not intrude upon love within the genders;

henceforth, the most exquisite pleasures

(without need of coverts or poets as defenders;

nor caught in the prudes' and haters' prejudiced meshes),

romantic---erotic---beyond all languages' measures.


Starward

Author's Notes/Comments: 

The title is a parody of a line from John Milton's poem, L'Allegro.

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