You tell me?

A fern on the ring,

Love on her wrist,

His heart on her sleeve.

Hope was her tryst.

The wave came roaring

A second was missed

Time stood still

She was clad in bliss.

OK, whatever!

Boo?

And so to suffice, she was cold as ice.

Her eyes were open but she couldn't see

What surrounded her remained be.

She blinked once and made her peace.