Call me sweet pea
And I shall leave the lingering fragrance of me
Like honeysuckle hanging
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I love all the little names that come from his precious lips, they all say love. This is a beautiful poem. note, third to last line It it that I long to hear... should it be It is...
The title of your love poem is so intriguing it pulled me in to read it. I knew it would be incorporated in the text of the poem and you placed it near the end in a most satisfying way. WHATEVER NAME FALLS FROM YOUR LIPS is a marvelous expression of trust, passion, certainty. It's no wonder you can conclude the poem with an assertion of OUR TIME! Your love poems celebrate a unique moment for two people, which is intimate, but also evoke feelings we can all identify with, which is universal. Both the intimate and the universal.