Sitting Alone

A dragonfly came visiting today;
He landed close by, decided to stay.
Blue chest, goggle eyes black, a gaze so keen,
“My poorly-timed death, nothing contravened!”
Silliness now from an anguish-addled brain,
“Joe, is that you?” To believe, I am most fain!
Speak of this? Surely not! My friends would scoff.
Translucent wings, stick-man stilts, you took off!
With teary eyes, I tried to slip away,
But around you curved, you are here to stay!