You and me it is bound to be.
None other will ever be permitted closer.
For you and I mirror the sands that run deep.
Grain for Grain,
Phenotypically and Genotypically.
None other is needed
For we fill each other's glass.
We cling to a long hoped for forgotten illusion of Genotype.
Phenotype we may be,
But Genotype is lost forever
To our outstretched,grasping,white,pale,fleshy shoots.
Exclusionary is what we are.
Never taking a breath.
Never giving life to another gamete,
To allow a perfect triplet.
Instead a couplet we remain.
Increasing ever increasing,
incongruently in grains of sand.
Why not let them in?
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