He:
“I love bumping elbows with you,
(laughs) For … maybe a day or two,
But I want to get closer,
I don’t think a dose of
The Virus will get us. Do you?”
 
 
She:
“There’s something I need to say here:
Let’s wait, and get married next year;
Then, there’ll be a cure
For the virus, I’m sure
And “distancing” won’t interfere.”
 
He:
“A year? And do what until then?
Bump elbows again and again?
I vote a big no
Our passion will go
In fact, it could just … disappear.”

She:
“Not mine; you’re just thinking of you.
You don’t care what I think we should do.”
 
He:
“I do care.  But I think
We are just not in sync.”
 
She:
“I will have to be strong.”
 
He:
“Well, a year’s just too long..”
 
She:
Gets up and she stands straight and tall,
“That shows you don’t love me at all!”
 
As she turns ’round in haste,
An arm circles her waist…
 
Adios, elbow bump protocol.