There are counting flaws,
we all see different patterns
here in the everyday objects.
Still, something surround us.
From a young age
we’ve all been taught
to be careful
please do not
touch or disturb
certain surfaces.
It’s crazy to think tonight
love sits in the balance
some will freely fall,
while others will hang on
with a death grip.
Falling in love
is a positive diagnosis
it can take hold at any time
and strangle the best of us.
This fast spreading virus
a contagion that cant be stopped
jumping over our barriers
missing and or skipping the rest.
Empty are the looks
still searching for their person,
there are ones
who simply refuse to look
for they have already tested positive.
It’s hard to share a kiss,
but still, some of us
really don’t have that choice
we love how we feel
embracing the love inside ourselves.
With both arms spread out open
we rip off our masks
inviting the fever to infect
with a deep inhale
that crushing feeling
some see as reckless
fills every part of our being.
The fever has taken hold,
just as the next level starts
the losing of out stomachs
when that one person of yours
walks in the room
a nervous excitement.
Count me as one of those
who have been exposed,
I know the clock is ticking
there is only so much time
this time though,
I promise I won’t
love anyone else,
but you.
