Calm Comfort, burgeon purring purr
Zestful bouquet, blue tempting pet
The earth to beat shines illusion
Petals untainted, crisom enduring
Scatter asunder them with evil entice
Etonam numbs the desires sweltering
Heeded her though to their dawn cooing
None she wanted except for Jonathan
No to diner in perilous lairs fancied
Irretrievable trinket to conserve
Pretty; petit perfect purely pearl
A comfort to souls lost in solid tears
Joy to all she cherished so dear
A light to feet groping in tunnel dark
Virtuous dame no grudges bear
Etornam perceived hum of mind
A glassy gate carve up on beat
Beckons divine ones to gather
A princess to celebrate time beloved
Make known as party table laid
Etonam, this is for your day to brace
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