Love in the time of quarantine


I should count myself lucky

I get to be stuck with you


My hands spell out on your skin the things I can’t say

so I will build you into the walls of the things I know


I will treat you like a lover,

lovers like enemies,

enemies like the world


I will hold it you and turn it you over in my hands,

finding the truth


Love in the time of quarantine is

when I will need you the most

and need to see the world

I have always said I have no wanderlust but

I never knew how much I hadn’t seen until I was forced blind



help me feel

help me feel the universe I just found,

my hands are not enough

I need to taste it

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Written 8/31/20

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