As We Lay, He Called Me Another Name Poem by Adrienne Clark Strachn

He called me another name as we lay together
Black shiny Silk Sheets
aromas of Patchouli Incenses in the background
Glasses of White Merlot on the night table half empty
Excited about what was to become
re captivating all the wonderful nights we had shared,
but tonight was like no other night
my head did a double take as he
continually caressed me with his large hands
from my neck, to my already erect nipples
then to my belly button
knowing that he has memorized
every hidden spot
of my face, mind and body
but tonight
he called me another name
not, 'Sweetie, Doll, Baby, or Boo'
another name
I ignored it
became deeply disturbed
but did not mention it to him
it happened so quickly
like a strong brush of wind
was I acting jealous
could I have been over reacting
I waited for that mishap again
it didn't happen
my mood faded away
what's wrong, 'hon''
as he continued touching
my, Sweet juicy love spots
Maybe that's what he said
He called me ''Hon'' before
could it have been that
Or had he really, called me
someone else's name
As we Lay