The Promise

Your promise was "No promises" And My expectation To expect nothing from it all Falling into a black hole No promises has sought me Finding The air is deep, you speak And I suffocate In the swallowing Truly in sadness Running sideways, dazed Paths be in blueness And blackness clarifies That happiness is colorful Like the purples you promised me Caution elopes the breeze And The quick step has suffered And deceased We meet Far beyond Arriving at no promise Expecting to be loved -Vernette Harris