SOCIAL DISTANCING By Adrienne Parks

Too far away
Too far
Any distance, even a breath is too far.
It is more than an offense to be without you.
Across the table
The room
The world
Us unable to move.

My heart races for you.
Shoes quarantined to the floor.
Reach, reach, stretch til the tips of our fingers touch and the space around us explodes and our heads explode and we are one
across the room.

Everything else is fantasy.
Ear nuzzles, lips smooched.
Savoring cheeks, wavering hips.

Take your finger, love.
Run down my chin.
Drive along my cheek.
Take it for a spin across my soft self.
Sigh.