Lorelei of the Leaves
See how the lowly myrtle
seduces the lordly pine.
She entwines her arms
around him, he
submits. Beneath them
falls their issue: not
flesh, nor sinew, nor bone,
Only, sweet symmetrical
cone, its perfect whorls
and burls, the best
of both worlds.
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