Names

'Mitch'

You turn those two syllables into an opera with your velvet voice

I can't help but smile as the sound liberates me from the drudgery of suburban living.

I turn to see you

An idiotic grin stretched across my face

Which you return, but somehow make majestic

One of your many talents.

The sight of you fills me with awe and fear

Like an astronaut falling towards the sun of some far off world

Or a student seeing their teacher at countdown

I am stunned

- Flutemouth