Pieces

Pieces of him And pieces of her Carefully put together In a cosmic blur Becoming something More than the sum of its parts Creating life The highest of arts To indulge in the creation of mankind The most basic desire of all Pleasure that will become pain In order for humanity to never fall We do this because we want to Not because we need to Craving to establish dynasties One plus one equals two Pieces of him And pieces of her Carefully put together In a cosmic blur Becoming something More than the sum of its parts Creating life The highest of arts But in the end the puzzle is made of flesh And flesh cannot come out of thin air The pieces they’ve sacrificed are forever gone from them But they don’t care