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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420022" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Forbidden</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420022" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Forbidden</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420022" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><br>A casual glance, a gentle touch, <br>It stops at that, we know it must.<br>A chaste embrace, an offered cheek<br>which I dryly kiss and count it sweet.<br> <br>Once we’d danced around a flame-<br>an older man, a willing maid.<br>Both comfortable in our own skin<br>In secret we began our sin.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420022" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I know your body like my wife’s<br>But she was elsewhere, I recall<br>Your husband, too, was on the road<br>When I, like Adam, had my fall.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420022" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We speak of nothings, jobs, careers, <br>Not of our existential fears.<br>Celebrity splits, Horrid crimes, <br>our incest ever on our minds.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=420022" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">We dance like moths about a flame<br>which never must be lit again.<br>It stops at this, we know it must<br>a casual glance, a gentle touch.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=John+F.+McCullagh">John F. McCullagh</a></strong></div>