I
found one hundred ways
to say your name.
I gathered all the titles of royalty,
And the forgotten gems
Of dead languages,
And wrote them of you,
Attached till the end of time
To your every inch.
Oh.
Fool am I, forever.
How I wish I could
Reach into the past,
Steal my poems,
Seal my pens,
Hide deep within, my letters
For a one in the future.
To tattoo her with e’ry character;
Rhetoric kissed into her skin
With phoneticized thoughts,
Communicated, like electricity
T’ween she and I, synapses.
Oh.
She deserves my thousands of
Insights gathered in the palm of mind.
And I had given them all to you.
Forever, and in hindsight
And passive reflection
With soft of exhaled breath
Past lips goes,
Oh.
May 12, 2022
May 12, 2022 at 2:56 PM UTC
I
found one hundred ways
to say your name.
I gathered all the titles of royalty,
And the forgotten gems
Of dead languages,
And wrote them of you,
Attached till the end of time
To your every inch.
Oh.
Fool am I, forever.
How I wish I could
Reach into the past,
Steal my poems,
Seal my pens,
Hide deep within, my letters
For a one in the future.
To tattoo her with e’ry character;
Rhetoric kissed into her skin
With phoneticized thoughts,
Communicated, like electricity
T’ween she and I, synapses.
Oh.
She deserves my thousands of
Insights gathered in the palm of mind.
And I had given them all to you.
Forever, and in hindsight
And passive reflection
With soft of exhaled breath
Past lips goes,
Oh.
