When someone says your name
I don’t hear it
I feel it
In my bones, my skin, my lungs, my heart
The way I feel when you say mine.
A voice so pure and delicate
It sounds like an angel spreading her wings
In the pale moonlight.
Like honey
Dripping from the clouds above
Down a waterfall of serenity
Flowing through me like rain
Radiating warm drops of bliss
With each passing moment.