Socially Distant Love

It's more I'd need than sight unseen
My sordid sins to socially redeem.
Even thoughts of places where
We'd been together but could not bear.

To feel your searching finger-tips,
Your breast impulsing in my lips
Are cool, yes, but rude and rough.
Even those are not enough

Without your heart to freely feel
My love, though socially distant, real
Despite being no further than a breath
Away from never distant death.

What is life? you ask me now.
To wonder means to realize how
Without love's demand for all,
Without death's final call,

Not even angels deign to smile
At social distancing's simple style,
At love kept far away, a mile,
A victim of the devil's guile.

FTS, July 2021