Left, to my right,
  another half

As two we’re whole,
  on different paths

My cloudless sky,
  your world in shade

Whose peace endears,
  my war invades

Our grass once greener,
  turns to brown

A soul we share,
  now turned around

Symbiotic,
  twins we pray

Conjoined in conflict,
—hearts forayed

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2017)