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.