Go low

It ended slowly...
I never even had a chance to relate
she ran through my fingers...
She left me empty, and longing for her...
The musty-thick air hung heavy
it felt cold, it felt blue..
I was wrong again, when i said i tried
i never had a chance...
When a world of beauty calms to a hum in front of your face...
She was my escape, but i missed...
Her hair like black flame, and such a petite way to her...
Here pursed lips made me smile...
All too much.  She embodied all i sought.
But she may never know
such a brief encounter...
Only her name.