“commit me”
she asked,
and commit her I will
because I am committed,
above all,
to her.
“commit to me”
he asked,
and I have, so far as I can
because I am committed,
above all,
to him and to her.
committing to commitment
in various versions
is differently difficult
and beautifully baffling
but always
about
Love
of one form or another.
And Love
in any of its forms
tough
and
tender
makes all the difference.
defying atrophy 
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