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