I want to always associate my name
With the feeling of light-headed butterflies
Tickling me from inside out
With silk kite wings
Summoned
By a tenderness in your voice
As you say it
…My name…
With a naturalness
That makes me an innate word in your vocabulary
Born at the moment of your conception
And with a salivating hunger
For how I arouse your taste buds
Making me a delicacy for
your palate
E.A. O'Connell
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