A moving picture

I like the simple nights

where we sit back

leaning partly on soft cushions and

each other

and watch a moving picture

almost as moving as the rhythm of our heartbeats

beating together as if to say


our limbs becoming indistinguishable in a

tangled mess

those nights where the company of one another is simply

enough –

now that’s what I call a

moving picture.


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