Geneticist's Love Song

by John Enright

I think I love your DNA
More than I love your soul.
Those twisted ladders seem to say
"Climb me, that's your goal."

I feel that all my selfish genes
Have strangely fixed on yours
As evolutionary means
By which our sort endures.

Let's research deeply, you and I,
To see if we can find
A ribosomal reason why
Our inner strands should bind.