Summary: Abecedarian poem describing a place for child lovers and our young companions. A place where we won't be exiled Because of a harmless love for a child. Children no longer objectified and hidden. Due respect from adults finally given. Even dating is permitted. Fathers and moms are okay with it. "Go on," they say. "Don't stay out too long." Hand on the radio, I play the song. It's about child love, no subliminals. Just another day, he's no criminal. Kids can be asked out by admiring strangers Like they were the adults. And are never endangered. Mikey, not even 10 years old New boyfriend of Ms. Madole. Olivia, so young and happy Puckered up for a man old enough to be her daddy. Quibbling with my friends over who's more enchanting "Really, guys, Dakota or Ellie Fanning?" Sergeant Jones jumped in and yelled "Laura B!" There's no place I'd rather be, Under the gaze of Artemis, in this free Village where I can just be me With my little lover, in her embrace. Xanadu is what we call this place. Youth is welcome, both boys and girls. Zealots of hate, you can keep your "real world."