Our eyes meet.

Her beauty is painful to behold. 
Her look is an explosion of ice in my chest.
Unearthly beauty? No...

Surreal,
Unobtainable,
Inexorably transient.

Look but don't touch, don't you dare utter a word, for this is fleeting.

A faint smile dances on her lips, as she toys with her prey. There's a mysterious glint in her eye.

The moment is made more beautiful with the knowledge that it will end imminently.

Who is she? I will never know.
That's okay, nothing lasts anyway.
Especially not a glance.