Jewels
Shining little objects,
left on a sill.
A pair of iridescent earrings,
and a delicate necklace.
“I don’t know if we will,
see each other again,”
she said as her opal eyes,
reflected the spectrum of dawn.
Yet, the opulent night memory,
and her jewels remain,
just enough to sustain.
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