Poem about weddings

Two poetries becoming one—
double the worries, double the love.

Two poetries merging,
double the lines, double the pages.

Or maybe,
it’s not about the double,
or triple, or quadruple.

Maybe it’s about learning
to accept the other—
and forgive yourself
for all the cigarette smoke inhaled.

Maybe it’s just about getting sober
after the fight,
and watching again
as one.

One thing’s for sure—
it’s about life.