Nature is diverse and reckless.
But you've chastened its mean voice.
You've strung it on a pearl necklace.
That hangs on a bated breath by choice.
For nature's courtly, lustful ways
I'd inadvertently be sinful to lure
Your eternal wanton praise
To lure inertly, you're pure
Angelic passionate gaze.
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