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Jun 2020
Socially Distant Love
Why did I ascend into love so verboten and forsaken
Just when it seems our lives could be so easily taken
One embrace in your warm arms has sent my world askew
seeds of pure intention in my fertile imagination grew

Though there's no possible way you have of knowing
That way down deep my heart was so secretly growing
Such compelling feelings my whole being is enchanted
From a seed of love you with such carelessness planted

My burgeoning heart's feelings are emptying out
vacillating in waves between pure fear and doubt
as my own overwhelmingly excited heart's mind
with your heart and mine, our true feelings align

This love's too strong to keep stringing along
with only vague promises of love in my song
Is it too much to ask and or is it all way too soon
is unrequited love driving me crazy as a loon

Oh God in which belief deeply I have suppressed
please reemerge now and hear my fervent request
I'm praying for both our hearts to be receptive
to intentions between us let not become deceptive

The reaper swings his merciless scythe at one and all
Driving all so far apart so we cannot touch, only call
Let us resist this fatal attraction and far apart we stay
When the virus dies off we'll all come out again to play

With reckless abandon let's then love's thrill pursue
Your heart seeking mine and as mine lusts after you
As we satisfy all the silly rules of society's game
United in love even though we may not be in name

For what does a future not centered around you hold
but a sense of lost moments memories might have told
might as well never have lived with our love entwined
when one and not both together dwell in heaven divine

If one should ascend alone and the other must stay
In a life of living in hell day after heartbreaking day
incarnate souls living out of sync with each other
By chance encountering solace as illicit lovers

Every day left behind with no real sense of purpose
Each passing day becoming like another one of surplus
Until a final day comes to a body grown so untenable
It can not play host to an immortal soul so invincible

Since each soul has forgotten that from one came all
Bonds of love are formed by actions large and small
Each personality defines themselves as quite unique
Times toll on each is felt as an unforgiving critique

In some dimension, all consciousness dwells in harmony
When we're there all formless without a way to feel love
Without senses to feed an ego, we can't hear life's polyphony
all exist in a timeless dimension far away and high above
Inspired by the shelter in place and social distancing measures everyone used to get through the first wave of COVID19. and Pure Imagination of what it would be like to have fallen indelibly in love with someone not knowing if either of us would survive, but being willing to spend time together even if it meant not living through the pandemic. What would it be like to experience a love so intense, it could be remembered in the afterlife. A love so complete that it makes life without that love seem not worth living.
Written by
Rick O'Shell  78/M/Kingston TN
(78/M/Kingston TN)   
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