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Casually Forbidden


She bounced her hand gently off mine

Testing to see if we'd hold a moment.

I said yes with a smile and a tilt,

for that same old shit we always did.

You think I think We think We're cute,

And he's there she's there they think we're soup.

A watery mess semblent of food.

Waiting and tasting if we could be stew.

And I'd like to cook something thicker with you,

Though they say that we said that we've cooked it through.