Life abounds on the edge
We always knew the rainbow
Not lines of solid colours
A spectrum of hues 

Our very DNA intermingles
Since time immemorial 
Generations of story tellers
Minced with scientific truths

A new kind of love walks around
Nods at one another,
Knowingly 
Formerly L, G, B or Q

Now are plus beings
Who love one not defined 
By straight lines
Yet familiar it is, human

With fruiting bodies
Taking on attributes
Of one another
Perfect symmetry of life