Cicada

O darling,
When first I saw you
Coming out of your shell,
All shivery ivory,
I knew I must have you.
So alone and vulnerable you were,
Naked and clinging haphazardly
To bole and bark;
It wasn't long, though, before
You darkened in the open air,
And started climbing,
Your husk an empty mirror-mate
You left behind.
O beautybug,
I adore your winterberry eyes,
Translucent wings,
And sibilant song.
You glisten in the sunlight
Like a blowfly perched
On a pitcher plant.
I understand your time is limited,
And so, my lovely nonpareil,
Before you flutter up and off
To serenade your lusty spouse,
Do pardon my lack of propriety,
For I, being avian, and a hungersome one,
Must take advantage of chance encounters.

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[John the Baptist]

It was Shakespeare for most of the poem, actually until the last two lines. Then Darwin took over.