A friend, Amy, invited me, she confirmed availability, prompted and poked me, so I decided to go. Roused from my lethargy I bathed long and vigorously, well used my perfumery I was off to a show. I drove south to the city the seat empty beside me, prompting such melancholy, I still missed her so. The parking was easy, Then I walked oh so slowly, and Stopping momentarily, my hand gripped a ghost’s. Then, facing her gingerly I pleaded for honesty, wind whistled back bleakly her voice was as frost. Shivers ran through me, my heartbeat thumped wildly then acting most consciously I turned and walked fast. Now striding boldly the doors parted smoothly and people looked happy but where was my host? My arrival was early, so to the bar for coffee, I people watched furtively, inside I was lost in a world so lonely without my love Holly our dreams so destructively from our doorstep cast. We once lived so cosily she wrapped around me, still where was Amy? Now rise up the past. Time flowed creatively I succumbed to a reverie of such exquisite beauty she was with me at last. Sat laughing beside me she gazed at me, lovingly, but I turned, momentarily, and away she had passed. Standing quite suddenly a panic had stricken me, as maybe she unknowingly would attend the show too! With great sense of urgency lest Amy espied me I escaped through the lobby from not one, but two. Mechanically I quickly drove off through the city, homeward so speedily my friend never knew of my fleeing so hastily before she had met me, after she so kindly tried to see through the void glued within me where she, lost love Holly resided so perfectly just one year ago. How lovers claws lingeringly clutch so persistently, Their shades so abidingly Cling fast to our souls Still fear stalks so starkly, waiting so patiently, for she’ll meet me eventually and what then will I do?