Call Me By My Name

I used to think that the use of pet names between lovers was a show of endearment. To an extent, that is true. But it is also a sign of laziness in some ways. It seems somewhat dishonest because when you use the name you are not assigning that message in a more specific method. "I love you, Boo." Also, pet names are sometimes used to play for the sympathy of the person addressed. "Will you bring me a beer, Sweetie?"

It seems that using a persons given name or even their true nickname is a lost art. Articulation and intonation can bring about the tone of endearment if the effort is sincerely made. How loving it feels to have someone just call me by my name, "I love you, Sheila.'

Sounds sexy to me.

Just call me by my name
Say it softly and say it low
Look me in my eyes
Just before you part your lips
and let my name slip
from betwixt
them.
And when I say something funny
Rock your head back as you laugh
and let MY name bubble up
from your throat
and say my name as you tell me
that I make your day
and when you want to know
how my day was spent
say my name inquisitively
with your neck just slightly bent
and don't forget to vent
to me
as you say my name incredulously
just call me by my name
instead of calling me by a substitute
like you are in pursuit
of suitable nomenclature
I know it's been my nature
to be called something other than my given label
to being who I am - I am now able
and though I am still the same
Just call me by my name

Sheila Lorraine