Love in the Time of Corona March 26, 2020March 26, 2020 / johnlmalone What a thin partition skin our souls merge sprout wings but greater still the feel of skin on skin Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related
This time, is something like nothing most of us have ever been through. Who knows what new rules might come to be … LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
Skin on skin might become one of those impossible nostalgias, something we heard existed at one point, there are pictures to prove it, but is no longer there. Like visiting the Buddha statues in Afghanistan. LikeLiked by 2 people Reply
Intimacy of skin on skin. A museum for our grandchildren. What was it like, Papa? LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
it is bringing us closer via messaging and phone calls; would so love to hug them — maybe on the other side of this 🙂 LikeLike Reply
thanks Mark; things are getting dire; we need positives and I don’t mean proving positive to Corona 🙂 LikeLike Reply
This time, is something like nothing most of us have ever been through. Who knows what new rules might come to be …
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I’m a little afraid too, Carolyn, what Stage 3 might entail. Stay well
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Skin on skin might become one of those impossible nostalgias, something we heard existed at one point, there are pictures to prove it, but is no longer there. Like visiting the Buddha statues in Afghanistan.
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I fear you may be right 😦 I like the phrase ‘impossible nostalgias’
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Intimacy of skin on skin. A museum for our grandchildren. What was it like, Papa?
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it is bringing us closer via messaging and phone calls; would so love to hug them — maybe on the other side of this 🙂
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nice, john.
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thanks Mark; things are getting dire; we need positives and I don’t mean proving positive to Corona 🙂
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