A Quarantine Valentine
Published in
Feb 4, 2021
While I, like you, endure this quarantine,
Adapting to the coldness of alone,
I fear I’m losing touch with the divine;
I feel estranged, all sense of oneness gone.
This isolation’s shown to me a truth:
That I need people — lots of them! to glow
I need the crowd to dance along with me
While swaying at a music festival.
It’s you I need — not singular, but plural:
Will you, oh world, please be my Valentine?