Body.

Vibrations through the heart. Pulsating, flickering, buzzing, blood runs through my veins. You better believe this was right; because from what I can tell, we weren't facing left. You explored the rhythms that go with the curves. So when you catch yourself reminiscing Remember to pretend this didn't happen. Cue the drama. P.S. This probably doesn't make sense to any of you because none of you actually know me, and in order to understand most of my writing it requires reading from the beginning/knowing where I am in life. Which the people who read my poetry elsewhere know where this comes from.