ShieldA Poem by PeteA different kind of COVID maskblurred by time draped in remorse fickle upon shifting sands i see your tattooed mask stilled sanguine lips the number nineteen eyes without a face a sneak viral attack masquerading as the love we once shared gone without a trace playing with fire waving goodbye beckoning come hither i miss you through touchless glass © 2020 PeteAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on May 18, 2020 Last Updated on May 20, 2020 AuthorPeteBoston, MAAboutI love reading, writing, music, nature, God and feeling emotion, not necessarily in that order. To me, these things go hand in hand. My favorite writer is Henry David Thoreau. I think he was a geni.. more..Writing
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