When You Say My name

Each time you say my name it feels like the first time I’ve heard it. It seems silly after all these years but it still feels special to know that this one-syllable spoken by you can magnify my joy. If the truth be told, “you had me the first time you called my name.” The flame I have for you still burns hot. Fire cast no shadow! It can’t be replicated. I guess that is why I can’t stop writing about you. I love you sweetheart. Glad the tomb is empty.