So much is in a name,
That name, the one that whispers to you in love in passion,
what comes to mind when I say your name?
Is not a singular place or time,
But many smiles and laughs combined.
Your name brings to mind, your eyes, looking into them
Feeling all is right as you gaze in mine,
Whispered softly as we love
Your name escapes my lips
Even against my will.
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