My all, my other self-
I've pronounced your name
In every language of every lifetime
Lived in bodies not my own
Twin sister, indispensable sister-
The rhythm of your heart is pre-memory
And on the day that you arrived,
I recognized you instantly
With those eyes and their impossibility of colors
Dropped on me with the weight of a bird's feather-
Unexpected as lukewarm rain
falling from a sun-drenched sky.
My hands are cupped;
My head is bent back to the drink this sky
This is the beginning
Of all things The blooming
The blood red hibiscus I pluck
from a green crown inlayed with promise
and peel petal by petal
Working towards nectar
Next will be the building
The scrapping and rebuilding
Recounting days
On splintered fingers
Always working my way back
To this . . .
Where everything can be set right
Where everyone can be mended
To burst forth reborn and radiant
This undeniable urge,
This pulsing desire,
It is no ill-placed delirium
It is the amnesia of the self
The embrace of the double self
And if you should fade - My Love
I'll simply kiss you and step back
To watch you retake shape. |
