Intro evokes the wistful haze of a late summer afternoon, where time lingers just long enough to capture a moment that will never come again. It’s the feeling of sitting on a porch, lost in thought, only to be jolted into something real—something fleeting yet electric. The poem sweeps the reader into the quiet intimacy of solitude, the weight of unspoken longing, and the inevitability of change. It’s about the kind of love that arrives unannounced, burns bright for a season, and leaves behind the ache of knowing it could never last. A memory pressed between the pages, forever untouched by time.