Nameless? unnamed?

When i fisrt saw you you used to called me Mu, two years later it changed to Muca.. the same name that my family used to call me so I knew I was family and loved by ya.... funny though when yu used to call me by my complete first name I knew I was in trouble...Munique! Even though I could not explain the feeling inside when you used to close your eyes and kiss me.. there was no need for names...
My hands knew where to touch and how... sometimes faster, sometimes slow... my heart permitted to love you and to be loved by you without any net to protect me.. still no names, just feelings..
Then our differences brought an end to our nameless and hidden envolviment..
My name has changed again nowadays... Zibia! It sounds more friendly .. I had never changed your name in my heart because my soul would recognise you even with its eyes closed.. so names are not important when we love.. the smell and taste are..
And I found a name to my smell and taste: you!