You penetrate me, laying yourself bare, filling me, and piercing my heart and soul.
I touch myself. Still warm, wet, and raw from you.
I feel you fall out of me and run down my thigh.
With my head in your neck and your arms around me, time slows.
Inside the intimacy shared between us, I ask you to say my name.
You whisper the two syllables in my ear, and it sounds like the first time it has ever been said correctly.