The tenderness of that first touch was sublime. Pink against pink; moistness against moistness. Sensuality and erotica combined.

Caught in a loop of time, replaying it, re-experiencing it; each touch different in ways that I cannot describe. From nothing, our veins, our arteries burst into life – electric shocks and sparkling sensitivity crackled over us. Crystallising our form. Making us believe that we exist, not just there but here too.

Tongues probe, injecting soul into our very being. Where else do we dare explore?

Though if I had to choose, then you created me – for both our sakes.