He called me another name as we lay together
Black shiny Silk Sheets
aromas of Patchouli Incenses in the background
Glasses of White Merlot on the night table half empty
Excited about what was to become
re captivating all the wonderful nights we had shared,
but tonight was like no other night
my head did a double take as he
continually caressed me with his large hands.
from my neck, to my already erect nipples 
then to my belly button.
knowing that he had memorized,
every hidden spot 
of my face, mind and body
but tonight,
he called me another name
not, "Sweetie, Doll, Baby, or Boo"
another name
I ignored it
became deeply disturbed
but did not mention it to him
it happened so quickly 
like a strong brush of wind, 
was I acting jealous,
could I have been over reacting
I waited for that mishap again
it didn't happen
my mood faded away
"what's wrong "Hon"!
as he continued touching 
my, Sweet juicy love spots
Maybe that's what he said
He called me "Hon" before, 
could it have been that,
Or had he really, called me 
someone else name 
As we Lay.