Why do it
this way?
In the open,
in danger,
out of the
protection, they carry.
Male and female, are they both.
They could
reproduce, by themselves.
This, then
the choice,
They make, not.
They make, not.
Then the race is on,
to share the
sperm,
and not the egg.
Adam was
once like them,
male and
female,
until Eve was removed,
to benefit them.
Now it seems
we like Adam,
and the
snails seek union, too.
To share the
most, intimate of acts.
In utter
darkness, and nakedness.
To simulate
the act by one's self,
does not
fully satisfy.
We like Adam, and Eve.
Seek
union, again
This then, together, anew.
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