Sin

I love thee not, Sweet Seraphim—
Thou, aloof, aloft—apart from sin.
Nor love thee, Sweet, as does Our Shepherd
Love His flock— His love unfettered.
Nay, truth, My Love— I, as a Beast,
Upon thy lips and thighs, would feast— 
Thy musk! O musth! This night! Thy beauty!
Forsaking Heaven— Carnal duty!
I will not leave thee, Seraphim, uncertain
Thou hadst abandoned Him.

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Musth: pronounced “must”— the frenzied sexual state of certain male animals.

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