Today affirms my alter ego is a port key to a Soul Mate or deal,
whose superpower is compatibility in the midst of reconciling dichotomy to interconnect as a whole new entity or 'color.'
To be or not to be: at ultimatum or rival tensions mounting, negotiating acceptable trade-offs validates our unique perspectives to reflect what each lacks for a balanced voice of truce.
When we're together I'm beside myself, so I concede mutual vested interest, incentive or opportunity to my other half for valued consideration.
For only by the power of self-respect in reciprocal vulnerability, need and compassion do 'me and thee consummate we.'
The rest is all a dance on the sidelines of Cinderella Pandering or prohibition, or around a Bermuda Triangle of bottom line temptation to cheat by provocation, promiscuity, or shame.
But here at the gate of impasse, I still have a choice and my pride.
