After, you run to get a paper towel shouting thanks
and how good I feel inside, how good I am screaming your name.

I like to feel your biceps bulging into my shoulders
and the warmth your blood shoves through your palms
unlike my own traitorous cold fingers and toes
even after planting my belly on all fours to scream my climax
before you finished, twitching hard to force it faster.