distanced

one of those unique 2020 moments of isolation

I saw you on the lake.

You have a nice tan,

you glistened, wet, and smiled.

We waved halfheartedly, at a distance.

It was one of those 2020 moments.

We are distanced by discipline, 

desires sheltered in place. 

Mine are burned, as fuel,

for piquant eclogues or rest,

unused, like nuclear waste.

Author's Note

all comments welcome