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