Her shoulder was bare a bronze shimmer uncovered by the slip of her sleeve he couldn’t help but to gently stoke the curves the sea breeze played with rogue strands of hair and her beauty was her sadness as she gazed unpon the ruins of her buried heart she seemed inconsolable yet defiant and a calm peace drew him in and he loved her in that instant like he’d never loved before and knowing it was completely hopeless reconciled himself to her protector and keeper of her faith in something greater. she didn’t move and he took this for her compliance a small mercy in the tragedy of their lives.
Author's Notes/Comments: in the darkest times a small glint becomes a bright sun of hope.