I am leaving the masculine
side to join the feminine
kingdom where the great
rhythms beat upon the
landscape, luminous vowels
rising and flying in reverberating
mazes, towering nouns
soaring into crystal stars,
each dancing diction a vibrant
existence elevating me into deeper
dimensions beyond reality.  
I am a gay man strutting down
the runway decked in stylish finery,
brown eyes bright like city lights,
glossy lips, engine cranking hips,
plump chests made for good loving
and rubbing, thick thighs in rhyme
with the shining skies, amazing
ankles and fascinating feet, a soft
voice rising in the riveting wind,
moving in poetic motion across the
iridescent land.