On staying true to the ones

I made love to one woman,
maybe two.

I have kissed one woman,
maybe too.

In my mind's eye, sometimes,
I confuse the two.

One gave me life,
one shared that life,
when the first had done,
all she could do.

It is said sons marry,
when their mom's,
abandon all hope,
of reclamation.

To change a life,
is the work,
of a lifetime.

So this task,
do two women,
share.

In time this man may learn,
to appreciate these women,
two.