By B.K.
Date: 2020 Mar 13
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Covid Nineteen Dreams

One tries not to think about you
But your name appeared
Out of nowhere
And suddenly I heard you laugh
And missed your voice
It wraps around me
Like cashmere against the cold
Enveloping my senses
Leaving a desire of more
You are a story in itself
You walked through the fire
And came out singed but whole
I should have found a way
To hold on to you
The rest are still here
In one way or another
But you I think I upset most
Regardless of the rest
In all of this uncertainty
I guess
I just wanted to hear
That you are safe and loved
And we are both forgiven


Three thirteen twenty twenty

Twelve twenty six am