autograph me\nuntil I become part\nof your history\ntattoo the part\nin your lips\nso I can claim\nthat I knew you\naudibly\nyou were soft\nbut you could\nbe provoked.\nI\u2019d hide dandelions\nunder your pillow\nstacked them high\nwith tight rope\nyou\u2019d call me silly.\nI\u2019ll always be silly.\nhow I loved you\nwas impossible,\ntinted blue,\nand ran around like\na calm boy who\u2019d just\nbeen told that he would\nbe fine print one day.\nhow I loved you\nwas invincible,\ndead red,\nlike a fresh cut from\nbreaking through our\nbedroom window to get\nour notebook before the\nfire left us nothing but boring\nold flames.\nhow I love you\nis not\nperceivable\nI couldn\u2019t even tell you\nhow I love you\nin so many days\nI couldn\u2019t even tell you\nhow I love you\nin so many years\nI couldn\u2019t even tell you\nhow I love you\nin so many tears.\n\n--- \n\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support