The ocean ebbed from
her saltwater sea green eyes.
Shuddering breaths sounded
strangely inconsistent patterns.

The moon’s glow pushed her
porcelain face to
loveliness’s limit.
Anguish lit
all that was curved.
Soft lips pursed in pain.
Her long hair was locked in
a lazy perm.

I only looked once, ashamed
to embarrass to ask,
I let her sorrow pass
as she walked away,

Ephemeral beauty shivering
two days away from
an even colder form.