Love in the Time of the CoronaVirus

We are together. Washing

hands and holding

each other in the dark and sometimes the light

of these very dark days and dull

times.  So much time

to listen to the clock’s digital hum

and the whisper of my breath while clouds echo

the grayness of the news.

And I remember a season full of sun

and risk when I would have given anything for an hour

of time alone with you, away from the tugging world

and our lives apart.

Wait, just now.

Is that a quickening of my breath? A stuttering 
of my pulse?

Fear, passion, virus.

It feels the same.