Like Music to My Ears

He's a very talkative person. I communicate with him even when he is not around. I am the one who usually starts and he reciprocates by picking up my words and turning them into an incomplete melody. It always ends with an absence, except for the times his lips suckle mine. All I hear is his rhythmic panting. He flicks me with his tongue, impaling my insides and I don't feel any need to fight back.