Your name. Your name is my link to your world. The lands of treasure, of love. Of endless rivers passing through banks, and towns, and agriculture, and heaven.
Heaven itself bares your name.
The name that signifies beauty. The name...
Your name.
Now Listen. Do you hear this heart beating? The drums beating to the sound of love. The blood bathing in rivers of passion. The love for the beautiful creation.
Your name.
Look. Look out that window of yours. That window to the rest of the world. Look at those hunchbacks. Those oblivious stares. Those nameless people who walk and stare and breathe and live around you. Those nameless. and shameless. and clueless. and clueless to your name.
Your name.
Your name is the eighth wonder of the world. The symbol of awe. of passion itself. Do you not love your name? Are you not proud to say your name aloud? Are you not aware of the meaning, the story, the life. the life your name tells? The life in itself.
Your name.
It is my window to your world. It is special because it is you. Because you make it Your name and not anybody else's.
In the end.
A name is still a name.
The stories behind the name is the story behind your story.
It is the song that you play behind the songs that you listen.
It is the name that you bear, but it doesn't make your decisions.
It is your name.
Love it.
Because it is You.