Love in the time of Corona

The borders between us have now closed

Even if we wanted to walk the earth’s soils to get to each other

We can’t

The world is in survival mode

We are all just trying to keep the wolf from the door

Yet all I want to do

Is touch you

I can imagine honey

Spilling from your soft lips and landing sweetly all over my skin

Drowning slowly, sinking deeply into your quicksand dimples

Opening myself

And letting loves emotional plague

Consume me.