Without an End

She watches;
He sits alone;

Surreal aura;
Sepia tones;

The picture of
An empty bench,

Grief & loneliness
Entrenched.

Sea meet sky
In a burst of light;

She squints against
The shock of bright.

Broken by a
Patch of green.

Distant memory,
Hazy dream.

Or was it
Peace & solitude,
To which this was,
A mere prelude?

While time stood still
With silence filled.
She captured the moment,
this would be hers.

Unexplained,
for all the years.