Three new souls, made by two
They remain part of you
Most of all, a trinity
Whole

Each on their own, the nest they've flown
All three, the same, so free, they roam
Through the Bermuda triangles
Of love

A ghost that haunts your holes
She’ll fill them when you’re going
To let her unfold

It's so much more than blood we share, a weight
So much more than blood we shed, we gain
So much more than blood, runs through these veins

Three strong seeds, and eager eggs
A petri dish, the biggest prayer
All they need are three wishes
Came true

X & X & X & Y
Similar shapes but different wires
Equal in their deep desires
Of love