Oh we are heavy
these seemingly spring days,
retaining our sanity
so sheltered we stay.
What about love
that passion we touch,
the notion of eyes
we adore so much
A beautiful morning
an enamored vision
just out of reach,
remember her smile
Oh to know
the end is near
not of she and love and passion,
only this viral fear
There is a sweet sensuality is
this morning we live patiently.
© Scott F Savage 5/2020
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