Dear lover,
I fell into you
sandwiched between learning to walk
and a pandemic
tonight, we
went to a poetry reading
on the Internet
always the biologist
you explained the difference
in treating people as diseased
and treating them
as valuable
we folded ourselves
into one another
kissing elbows and panic
fucking fear
like we know how to do this
putting my faith around our shoulders
quilting together
how to be apart
closed fists and open hearts
faith, history, hope, magic, god
will not save us
I look into your eyes
there is a that classic
and french
moment of death and relief
love replaces my fear
belonging in/to this moment
brings me home
to this frail, barely able to breathe
beautiful and tragic
body.
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