Whatever Name Falls From Your Lips Poem by Susan Lacovara
Whatever Name Falls From Your Lips
Call me sweet pea
And I shall leave the lingering fragrance of me
Like honeysuckle hanging
Call me, luscious, merlot lips to kiss
When night, herself, grows tired
Of watching me fall for you
Call me angel, sunshine warm and wishful
Purring with catlike contentment
Your hands to stroke my hair
Call me lady, wickedly wonderful
Laced up in the corset of your caress
And I will confess
Whatever name falls from your lips
It is that, I long to hear...
Today, tonight, tomorrow,
Our time
I love all the little names that come from his precious lips, they all say love. This is a beautiful poem. note, third to last line It it that I long to hear... should it be It is...
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4/24/2024 4:37:19 AM # 1.0.0.1119
The title of your love poem is so intriguing it pulled me in to read it. I knew it would be incorporated in the text of the poem and you placed it near the end in a most satisfying way. WHATEVER NAME FALLS FROM YOUR LIPS is a marvelous expression of trust, passion, certainty. It's no wonder you can conclude the poem with an assertion of OUR TIME! Your love poems celebrate a unique moment for two people, which is intimate, but also evoke feelings we can all identify with, which is universal. Both the intimate and the universal.