What's in a name?

What's in a name?


I say her name. 
Sometimes it's just a soothing sound or a tender call. 
It can be a tympani that pounds in my chest or maybe a gentle haunting refrain of that unfinished love song. 
More often than not though it is a breathy sigh like tendrils of incense that waft softly to soothe my weary heart. 
I say it again and suddenly I feel her embrace and I am warm. 
Once more and the softness of her hair glides between my fingers. 
And again so I can smell her sweetness. 
I close my eyes and say it again. Now I see the beauty in her eyes. 
The next one brings yet another smile as I remember HER smile. 
I can hear her laugh when I say it now. 

"What's in a name?" nothing, really, but THIS name brings with it a thousand reasons, emotions, and thoughts. 
It awakens my senses and breathes life to my damaged heart. 

"What's in a name?" 

Only her. 

Only everything.