Fate has put us here and now
In isolation and virtuality we die at least a little
We can hear, read and see each other
But the skin and breath of the other have been lost
Hugs freeze in midair
The humidities are missed
This is the sacrifice
For what we love
For what we want to preserve
We must die for a while
Today loving is being alone
Mar 19, 2020
Mar 19, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
Fate has put us here and now
In isolation and virtuality we die at least a little
We can hear, read and see each other
But the skin and breath of the other have been lost
Hugs freeze in midair
The humidities are missed
This is the sacrifice
For what we love
For what we want to preserve
We must die for a while
Today loving is being alone
Request permission to use this poem