mellifluous | poetry

familiar names; fourteen

my name sounds unfamiliar when it rolls off your lips,

the syllables of it sounding quite foreign.

i yearn for you to call me another name,
a name that would sound more familiar to me than my actual one.

and one day,
you do.

i knew i was right that day,
that name did sound more familiar to me.

for it made my heart warm,
and my stomach swarm with butterflies.

i hope you call me that name again.