The Language Asleep in the Edge of Dusk — POEM 𝒃𝒚 Anna Keiko
Behind the sleeping language,
You left your voice in the scorching sun,
Like a secret written on the back of the wind,
And the sky never had time to read it.
POETRY
𝑾𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒚, 𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒅 𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒖𝒂𝒈𝒆, 𝒆𝒎𝒐𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒂𝒍 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒂𝒄𝒕, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒚𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒊𝒔𝒎 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒐𝒏 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚.
The Language Asleep in the Edge of Dusk — POEM 𝒃𝒚 Anna Keiko
Behind the sleeping language,
You left your voice in the scorching sun,
Like a secret written on the back of the wind,
And the sky never had time to read it.