My Body and Me

It seems there are two: my body and me.

Without her sweet nose I would not smell the flowers.

She is my teacup and I am her tea.

Together we walk, we eat, and take showers.

She’s sometimes asleep when I want to go dancing,

Yet without her sweet nose I would not smell the flowers.

With her, each new day becomes a romancing.

We splash in the puddles outside when it's raining.

Though she's sometimes asleep when I want to go dancing,

And when her bones ache, it’s me that’s complaining.

But this is my place to experience life;

We splash in the puddles outside when it's raining. 

We’ve been married since birth; she’s like my wife.

I do the looking but she has the eyes.

This is my place to experience life.

We sit on the sand dunes and watch the sun rise.

I do the looking but she has the eyes.

It seems there are two: my body and me.

She is my teacup and I am her tea.

Today's NaPoWriMo prompt: I challenge you to write in the form known as the terzanelle. A hybrid of the villanelle and terza rima, terzanelles consist of five three-line stanzas and a concluding quatrain. Lines and rhymes are chained throughout the poem, so that the middle line of each triplet is repeated as the last line of the following triplet (or, for the last triplet, in the concluding quatrain). The pattern goes like this:
ABA
bCB
cDC
dED
eFE
fAFA or fFAA.

You can use any meter or line length, though you may want to try to have all of your lines in the same meter! (And you can always fall back on that old favorite, iambic pentameter). 

So far I have shied away from the prompts that encourage a specific metre or rhyme pattern. But today I surrendered! I'm so glad I did. Without the structure of the terzanelle, this poem would not have emerged in the way that it did. I also surprised myself by having a really good time.