Lockdown poems

Day 25

The virus spreads
the news diffuses
even the boredom expands at every opportunity

But the longing bloats locked-down me

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Lady without unicorn in her apartment
I don’t miss my breath
My only desire isn’t enough

In one of his hands
too far
the gem that fulfills desires
teases me

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So what would I write?
Not this
I would want you
Nothing more

Judith Soria, french version here