I kept my promise

Attempt 2: A poem about enjoying a piteous sight.

Dancing in the theatre of Uncertainty,
Married to the empty seats below.
Crystal grace drowning her eyes;
No one has yet emerged at her show.

Soothing melody played by piano fantasy,
Escorting her in her Lyrical Dansée.
A presence permeates darkness eternal,
Awaking her “Forgotten Romance”.

She stops, reaching out fearful hands,
“Where are you?” she pleads at an empty chair.
She remains patient, but nothing occurs;
Eyes now leaking in painful despair.

Her ear-piercing screams fill the night,
Echoes distantly accompany her and moan.
She collapses onto the wooden floor,
Feeling nothing but alone.

I cruelly laugh at her ignorant thoughts.
She can neither see nor hear me,
My promise was kept; I’m here,
Enjoying the sight once again, see?