The soul that Anson's poems carry are like beige colored sweaters too loose for you, warm vapors from coffee on winters- those cold nights yet sunny mornings- love and revolution and the liveliness they bring to the world, like artists who walked the earth once gathered in a book-cafe laughing aloud, like a sort of hopeless longing to wish upon every star there is.
The mind will always hold our youth and happiness of times past as they influence our present and our future and the heart will always be the keeper of it ALL 💝
This is beautiful, Anson. Please don't ever stop writing poetry ✨
I love the poems he writes and posts on his IG stories so much!!
The soul that Anson's poems carry are like beige colored sweaters too loose for you, warm vapors from coffee on winters- those cold nights yet sunny mornings- love and revolution and the liveliness they bring to the world, like artists who walked the earth once gathered in a book-cafe laughing aloud, like a sort of hopeless longing to wish upon every star there is.
So beautiful! And always do believe so: youth would never leave u💜
Love the poem Anson.
Oh, this hits close to home for me right now 🧡
Anson, I’m begging you to write a poetry book
The mind will always hold our youth and happiness of times past as they influence our present and our future and the heart will always be the keeper of it ALL 💝
So beautiful! Your words somehow always explain how I feel. 🫶🏽
I wish, I wish, I wish
That the language of your heart would speak once more,
And I wish to become the echo of your words.
I wish that as loneliness and sadness fade away,
I could walk with you through every shadow.
I wish the sweetness of life and laughter
Would always stay with us, never to part.
I love this so deeply.💛