Love in the Time of Rona
- Marianne Bassil
- Jan 5, 2022
- 1 min read

When the world stopped spinning
You and I never did
We found little escapes
To satisfy our souls
Glistening green grass
Intoxicated body, kissed by the wind
When the world stopped spinning
You and I never did
We found small pleasures
To feed the flame
Breathing the same air
Terrified it would be our last
Lovesick
In the time of Rona!



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