Feigned Nearness Posted on November 16, 2014 by Lisa Rosier “Corona,” I breathed into your ear, “come no closer. For you are the life flow through the veins of gods. And the blood in my own calls out for your Crown, affixed as it is to your glorious head.” Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Like Loading... Related