No choice



No secret meetings, no hidden romance
No fears of discovery
No heart-breaking choice
No bitter recriminations, no separation
No duel for the favorite
No threats of divorce
Nothing lost, nothing lost
So many things gained
How could I have chosen otherwise
Than to choose
Not to choose?

Notes: I haven't been able to come up with anything to explain polyamory better than this - and I still think this is pretty weak.

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