Let me declare, here and now, in Poetry
my gratitude for this reality
(that satisfies each and every fantasy):
that, having coupled together, We
now come together in thriving love as Us
(who cares if old prudes and haters raise a fuss):
I love you unto the furthest stars above
our sky---the Cosmos designed by God Who is Love.
Starward
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Author's Notes/Comments:
The poem's last line alludes to 1 John 4:8.
Before and during my adolescence (I knew, from the time I was five, who I wanted to love), I felt deprived of an adequate language to express my emotions and desires. The het prudes and haters had disenfranchised me, and others like me, from an adequate love language. I hope this poem extends and contributes to the language of Homosexual Love.
You inspired this one, SweetLeaf, my Muse.
How tragic that something so
How tragic that something so sacred was suppressed. But now that you've given a voice an unstoppable force, it radiates, sublime and melodious, to its source in Heaven and back.
I relished the way your octet rises through levels of love's expression, culminating in the highest, immortal plane and the very definition of The Almighty.
Poetic fine art that transcends time and space. Truly marvelous.
Thank you so very much for
Thank you so very much for those kind words. I think we, as human beings (and I speak especially of my own flaws here) tend to forget, or sometimes to deliberately ignore, the Cosmic or metaphysical aspect of Love; and to try to confine Love into our presuppositions of what reality is. This poem tries to break through that, even if just for a moment.
Thanks again for commenting.
Starward