Waves break with foam gently reaching for sand. A hand reaching through sand to feel what summer left behind. Finger tips graze the air. Stacked on the pinky with rings in shape of form I and II. She looks down to see shells at her feet. Sun kissed feels wrong to describe the way sun soaks into her skin. Dew on her lids, eyes shut to remember. Décolletage is a word that sounds right. A sleeve that slightly bells when motioned outward. A mermaid in knit and silver loops.