How to call?
You looked for a word
naming me,
just a word
describing your emotions
(but Iām no beauty)
Becoming:
you tasted this word,
syllables,
before use,
their sound sweet sparkles in Spring,
then became my love.
You giggled
watched the curtains dance,
lavender
heavy scent,
we stayed in the sunlit bed,
good days of silence.