Virgo Sun Pisces Moon

I miss you, and
you miss me. So let’s
stay here
with the slow poetry.

Time exists; just
barely. Whispers of love,
in the rain; in the
wind.

Day by day, each day;
another day. Breakfast,
Lunch, Dinner; brush
your teeth, change
those bedsheets. More
pillows hugged than
what’s most embarrassing.

Shallow breathing; shallow
breaths arising; palpitations
nose stuffy — cold sweats,
am I getting anxiety?

Is it Covid-19? Or is this
Love? Love when it’s
missing Thee?