Please, tell me your name. I desire it like honey to a bees’ hive. The days are long and the nights are sleepless as my mind races and wonders about your very existence. “Who are you?” I ask myself each day when I see your face while all I can manage is to admire your ethereal beauty. Eyes glimmer as blue as the oceans and hair as black as the darkness of a shadow. Where do you come from? What abo...