We're living in the dark times
Frightened city dvellers
Land's under the virus
The Gov can only tell us:
"You must keep staying inside
Quarantines don't cocker
And you can leave your house
Just for a shop and doctors"
Vast reserves of victuals
There're in my pantry
But I am masked and going
To supermarket's entry
Eventually I see her
Two metres is a distance
And we can't getting closer
The question of existence
Until the end of sickness
Closeness is a treason
Measures for rule breakers:
Death penalty or prison
Love is pure magic
Nothing can be worsend
While you're able seeing
Eyes of a loving person
15.03.2020
Forbidden love
© Copyright: Ильмира Гайфуллина, 2020
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