That's The Air

Air
is the only matter that sent what is deep inside
Air
is the eyewitness of our precious moment
Air
is the only one that have the answers for our questions
That's the air
that whispered through our ears about love that's never come out through our mouth (2/15)


It's my first poem in my class of literature. I wrote it maybe on February 2015 with my partner, Frendy. If I'm not  mistaken, it is one of fugue (a poetic text type) which has the repetition of certain words. In this case is 'Air'.




and that's still the air
who understand the temperature changing while I'm still curious, decoding (22/7/15)

                                                                                                                                          -luss