He loved her for the curve
of her breast, her pretty smile.
Her chemistry responded
to his wanting her.
They did not expect
that their merging
would forge, link by link
an indestructible melding.
They had not expected
that the children,
grandchildren,
great-grandchildren,
that would come
from their mating,
would carry forever
the seeds of their fantasies,
their angers.
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