His eyes,
brown
pools of chocolate
my hands reach to clasp
the gift he has given:
a locket

His hair,
midnight
like a raven's wing
on my hand
his promise:
a ring

His skin,
tan
like the sand on the beach
a badge held in my hands
reminding
he is out of reach

On the table
a note lay
tears fell
dropped to the note
smudging the lines
of which they wrote

He was gone
out of reach
lost in the storm

I felt cold now
he was the one
keeping me warm