She says <br />my name <br /> <br />so sweetly <br /> <br />then wraps <br />it in silence <br /> <br />I listen to my name <br />hiding inside the silence. <br /> <br />then she unwraps <br />the silence <br /> <br />& says me <br />again. <br /> <br />I listen <br />to myself <br /> <br />upon her tongue <br /> <br />her mouth <br />forming me <br /> <br />framing me <br />within her voice <br /> <br />as if I were <br />a masterpeice <br /> <br />newly painted <br /> <br />still wet <br />glistening with <br /> <br />the secret of <br />its mystery <br /> <br />oh say me <br />again <br />say me again <br /> <br />I in an ecstasy <br />of being <br /> <br />my name <br />kisses upon her <br /> <br />lips.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/say-my-name-yet-another-birthday-poem/
