Body Language

Im watching your memories
old, forgotten memories
that run
like a movie
of past.
they were
our memories
long, forgotten
but I remember
everytime we fell together.
everytime we fall together.
on our backs
we spilled
our refuge
confiding
our souls while
locking our eyes.
and the motion
and rhythm
at which our bodies
were beating
with insatiable lust
and the instant gratification
of animal instinct.
and listening
to the pattern
at which your heart is beating
I remember
everytime we fell together.
everytime we fall together.