Second Pandemic Poem

Dear lover,

I watched you wrestle

with a beast

of a fact

that you could

quite unknowingly kill me 

I watched

the twisted knots of

your knuckles churning

truth versus want versus fear

so let me be clear

will I die if I catch the virus?

Yes

Will I die if I don't catch the virus?

Yes

Will I die?

Yes

PS.

I love you a

anyway