“FLESH, BONE” 31 August 2003

For all this
It is not enough
All that is sold
Cannot eclipse the glory of love
More than the sum
The moment when
You want someone

We, just flesh and bone
Life doesn’t have to mean anything
Life is because biology wins
Out of all this,
We will form something
And that is what makes life beautiful

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