What love of love must I always endure,
when love came in across two oceans I swam,
to know a fruit of life and light to be joined,
Yes, I will . . .
Yes,I wont. . .
I will not endure nor regret anymore of it.
I must, will and ever be present and do
Not to pretend, or play alongside nor even be plastic
Yes to Life,
Yes to it all.