You touch my soul,
my heart and my spirit.
When I feel your hands on me
I shiver
No one has ever touched me like that.
You hold me close
I hold my breath
I feel that you are ominpresent.
Your smell, your prescence
is more than I have ever experienced before.
Your touch induces emotions
actions that make me want to stay.
A simple touch.

the world community
must be at all times ready
for another virus's chaotic
and volatile eddy  

there's a fifty fifty chance
of a new virus ocurring
and the very thought of it
isn't all that alluring 
 
humanity cannot afford to
let down its guard
whilst a damaging virus load
is living in its yard

the bane of a virus is
ominpresent
and its effects are said to
be so unpleasant
    
hear ye hear ye
this being the decree
from the uncontrolled spread
of virus we're not free