Inside him, your SweetSeed is released and received
(and both of you shudder with the most intense pleasure);
inside him, the depth of Love is most easily believed---
an intimacy without limits of dimension or measure.
Inside him is a safety and belonging gladly provided,
regardless of what prudes, haters, and state legislatures have decided.
Inside him, in that welcoming privacy, accepted and enclosed,
you are thankful for that first shy flirt that proposed
this relationship. Now, your soul and his have merged in the vicinity
somewhere between the furthest stars and this poem's immediacy.
StarSpared