Coronavirus- A lovers Lament

 
I live alone  
Must stay at home  
Away from my lover  
 
If she comes near  
I must be a clear  
Six feet from my lover  
 
This virus is to blame  
Apart we must remain  
I cannot touch my lover.  
 
I remember the time  
When touching was no crime  
When I was with my lover.  
 
We would caress  
And undress  
In bed with my love  
 
Skin to skin  
Would make us grin  
The feel of my lover  
 
Lips would touch  
Arms would clutch  
So close to my lover  
 
Touching was the core  
Leading to much more  
Closeness with my lover  
 
I am deprived;  
Have not contrived,  
How to touch my lover  
 
I yearn for the time  
When it will be fine  
To  touch again my lover