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
Susan Lacovara
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/whatever-name-falls-from-your-lips/
