This is the key to it.
This is the key to everything.
Two last names, one lifetime.
Tomorrow I get another, and its by choice this time.
And the key to that is this:
Here i am thinking of all the loves
the wistful sighs, the mates of souls.
Only later did it become something real.
It is not a choice to love or be loved.
All of that happens by nature like the gust of wind,
a cough, a flower leaning towards the sun.
But it’s to love and be loved by choice
that make us humans. I chose you
and you chose me, and that is the simple
key to this.
Our acceptance to love and hold no one else
No one else, but each other.