The Plan

Meet at the coffee shop

In a shaded spot

Along Labyrinth Lane

You said.

I hung on those words

Of promise and hope

The bee on a flower

I know.

Full frills on the red dress

I wish to wear

Sprout limitless cheer

I find.

A sharp ring stuns the walls

Catches me fearing

The next few moments

I gulp.

My sweaty palm on the receiver

Let it not be that

A postponement a cancellation

I breathe.

Something’s come my way

Urgent very urgent

It needs me right away

You say.

The thing that stops you

It’s like a shadow

What it is I do not know

I think.

The window frames a child

Now no more

With a balloon of sometime ago

It burst.

The cradle is full again

Hot palms rest

On the burning eyes

I feel.