I cut the stem my from my masculine side
and replaced it with gay pride,
embracing the feminine and flowery vibes,
the brightest dreams and hopes
filling my soul with blossoming
and pleasurable sensations.
I was a gay man becoming
the most beautiful and colorful
rainbow in the light,
all iridescent and benevolent,
milky sweetness melting
under the tongue.
I was a great mural
of passion bursting
with appetizing vowels,
perfectly clear consonants
rising in celebration
with captivating alliteration.
I was an electric rhythm
of drumbeating songs
spinning into infinity,
caught in the sweet masculine galaxy,
inhaling the powerful, delicious
fragrance of men,
so appealingly refreshing,  
surprising, inviting, guiding
me towards the infinite lands
of gorgeous and royal men.