Mountains For My Love
b'Meet me at the top of the mountains so we can scream like the lunatics that we are. After that we can talk poker\\u2013and even out all our dreams. We\\u2019ll buy a boat and carve poems into the ocean til our blood turns blue. Without you, I would\\u2019ve never known of my urgency. Without you, I would\\u2019ve never found so much beauty. Without you, I\\u2019d still be so sad.\\nDo you know how many words you are?!\\nOne hundred and seven poems and counting. The other day at the bar we talked about what we would do if one of us died.\\nIf you died\\u2014\\u2014\\u2014\\u2014\\u2014\\u2014\\u2014\\u2014\\u2014\\nId be in the hospital\\u2013because I screamed so long and loud past the sky that I passed out on the way. When I woke up and I asked what happened they would tell me the truth\\u2013 that the love in my life had died. My knees would be red and raw because of the way I\\u2019d be weeping\\u2013 I\\u2019d keep collapsing, and collapsing, and collapsing, and collapsing, and collapsing, and collapsing\\n\\n--- \\n\\nSend in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/message\\nSupport this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nakedpoetry/support'