A Rose and a Baby Ruth

He saw her.She was sitting three rows in front of him in the same box in the theater. He was completely entranced. He couldn't look anywhere else but at her back. Her beautiful back. She had the skin of a China doll and her posture was perfect sitting in the chaise longue viewing the stage through her opera glasses. In his heart of hearts he was compelled to make her aquaintance. He must! He was so enthralled with her image he took his camera out and took her photograph. The house lights came on and people were suddenly everywhere. As he caught his breath he thought he saw a glimpse of her black lace dress in the crowd. He tried to get closer but sadly lost sight of her. He returned to his box seat and waited. When the opera began again he would not miss his chance. The performance began. She did not return. He realized all he had left was a lasting ethereal dream.