Love Sonnet 38: 'What Needs Perfection To Always Demand' Poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes

What needs perfection to always demand,
From others and thyself such strict measures
That could bring even saints to reprimand
And gravely cut on most of life's pleasures;
What faults, impure, would make you a recluse,
For even steel has rust, and rot to waste,
Honey has grubs blended with nectar juice,
And cheese has maggots, which are crushed to taste;
The purest gold needs be alloyed with tin,
And kingly courts may also have the clowns,
A deck of cards has hearts and knaves within,
This very soul has sins, it also owns;
....These wits may stir many a learned mind,
....But so are slips, a joy for some to find.