As it begins to appear, there is sudden excitement
I slowly begin, from the top
Following every way, giving me incitement.
Every perfection, making me not stop
Slowing down into specific curves,
Leading me to warmth,
Giving me a great verve
It’s time to perform
To show you, my love
For your loving soul.
- Luis Andrade
A broken promise, but never made.
The wedding ring, but never worn
A touch done too many others.
The love given too many men.
A dream of happiness, never fulfilled.
Her last words "I love you"
My last words "Where are you?
- L. Andrade
Promises that were never named, but were broken.
— The End —