Tom Gibo - Sonnet 2

Take off that gold dress, you do not need it
Do not try to improve what God will not,
Would seraphim hide behind a veil?
Would you dilute yourself to no end?
Gold looks as fine as rags on you
So do not wear it
Just be as you are,
Natural.

Tom Gibo

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