He was a fluke of nature and yet he was not natural. His parents would not have found him in their midst had they not discovered while their bodies glided one upon, and through the other, that they wanted more. He, and the other children, became the product of their discovery.
When his parents first met, some spark within each flared up. They came together, each wanting to be the fire and each wanting to be the water.
His father told his mother how beautiful she was and she told him how strong he was. They spent hours running their hands through the other's hair, and over the other's body, until they became one, intertwined.
Their friends watched them and shook their heads in amusement. Some were happy for them. Others were envious; sure that their enchantment was a folly and would never last.
They were aware of these notions and ignored them. They told each other that only if the world, loved the way they loved, it would be a better place.
Then one day they looked at each other and found that something was missing, something had disappeared. Their eyes roamed around the bedroom; at the moonlight filtering through the blinds; at the white walls and then at each other.
"I want a baby". It was maternal.
His father smiled.
They became set upon creation. It was an urgent desire, like that which had drawn them together. They thought of the idea like a flower; their bodies gripped into the darkness like roots in the earth. They would become the gardener.
The need became a means of power because that is what they would gain. They would also gain an alikeness of themselves. Each dreamed of how they would gain another piece of the other.
Their passions re-emerged stronger. The slivers of light from the night caressed the quilt, expanding and contracting with their motion. They became one.
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