I took your name
in taking your name
I lost nothing
but:
loneliness
the lie I can live life alone
the confusion that happens when
I attempt to make sense of the world by myself
I lost
any desire to search for someone else
my cynical views of romance
that tense, gnawing sense I am still waiting
I took your name
in taking your name
I lost nothing of my identity
Instead I am inclined to fall
more into myself
the real, undiscovered self
I see reflected in your eyes
miles and crowds of people
and words and dreams realized
I took your name
and gave you myself
a frightening and beautiful process
of wholeness and abandonment
an awkward yet synchronous dance
we continue to learn
for the next ninety years
I took your name
and gained the world
you see so brightly
and call ours
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