They say there’s a pandemic 

And that people shouldn’t meet

Or shake hands or hug,

But I like to breathe your air,

Real deep. 

Love-behemoth, I kiss you,

And if I don’t get to breathe your air 

Tonight, I’m

Gonna miss you a little too much.

I like your germs.

I like your teeth.

I like your six feet.

I’m not worried about social distance,

Tonight.

I want you in me,

Real deep,

Where you belong.

Love-behemoth, I kiss you,

And if I don’t get to breathe your air 

Tonight, I’m

Gonna miss you a little too much.

-jenn