Alone and sitting by the windowsill,
quarantined and thirsting thrills,
I search for fun in this state of emergency.
I’m craving for a confined romantic evening,
where we “chill,” engulf in treats
and decide whether to watch or make movies.
It’s better if we stay together, isolated,
where the only risk is swapping spit instead of viruses.
There’s plenty of streaming services for us to get lost in.
We can Netflix and chill after I Hulu n do you,
or just let this tongue glide in-between
your amazon prime thighs.