Dusky veil shades her hands clenching tensely...
“Tell me, what is your saddening care?”
“I am sad for I filled him immensely
With the edgy liquor of despair.

How am I to forget? Pain was making
His lips twist. Out he walked, barely straight…
Clear of rails, I rushed down, all forsaking,
I was following him to the gate,

Breathless, crying, ‘It was just a phony!
If you go I shall die!’ He replied
With a nightmarish smile, calm and stony,
‘Do not stand in the wind, go inside.’”