A jumble of letters, a unique code,
A title given to a being.
Another label in a list of contacts,
A name is trapping, not freeing.
But your name feels like more than a word,
Than a code, a title, a label.
Your name carries much more value,
It’s chaotic, complex, unstable.
From my lips it feels forbidden,
To my ears it is a surprise,
To my heart it is a whirlwind,
And a gift it is to my eyes.
It is a character in my stories,
A hero in my dreams,
A lead role in my memories,
But in my present life it is not seen.
Your name is a missing person,
An object lost at sea,
Your name is a hurricane of emotions,
But has become a stranger to me.