We Outside

Ego trippin’.

Looking well-fucked.

For lingering 

hand holds.

Chance meeting 

in public.

After months 

staid for 

decorous actions.

Could be lover

here now.

Visual field

saturated amorously.

We can.

Maybe.

But won’t.

A dallied touch

will do.


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