Bashert

She sat there in a suit, my bashert
let me introduce myself with resume and cover

Time was uncovered, her life I did discover
my life, my career, a season, a cycle

A gym I shared, I yearn, I spin, I cycle
I tilted, I lilted, with heartbeats may I join you too

My boy, my love, my dog, I shared, once we were two
I feel your pain, give me your hand and those memories

I am stuck — betwixt wanted imagined memories
I want you — your heart to be family and raise mine

Joined — forever tantalized by tastes on tongues we mine
I love you, with body, blood, my wine, I open with you

I am a season, a fall turned to spring, changed with you
You are my word, written, found, born upon my tongue.

∞

Submitted as part of “National/Global Poetry Writing Month” (#NaPoWriMo #GloPoWriMo).

Today’s prompt: Day Twenty-Seven: “Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a “duplex.” A “duplex” is a variation on the sonnet, developed by the poet Jericho Brown. Here’s one of his first “Duplex” poems, and here is a duplex written by the poet I.S. Jones. Like a typical sonnet, a duplex has fourteen lines. It’s organized into seven, two-line stanzas. The second line of the first stanza is echoed by (but not identical to) the first line of the second stanza, the second line of the second stanza is echoed by (but not identical to) the first line of the third stanza, and so on. The last line of the poem is the same as the first.”