As the Lovers Might Make It
I hope all is progressing well.
I'm listening to Marika Takeuchi's Missing Piece.
Is it so: that one might love someone as an accessory person -- not completely secondary to another person though to one's desires -- as though an addendum for a love, a prerequisite to a standard or set of standards unwholly of one's self?
Is that choice or love?
Is love a supplement in a supplemental relationship?
Is it not so with love as it may be with life-- as the lovers might make it?
Onward and Upward,