She was Always

by Primsong

DW does not often lend itself to poetry, but then it isn't often that there's someone quite this special.

She was Always

. . .

Take my hand; that's my girl. There's always hope.

Time fraying, time so woven, crossing and pulling back,

So many strands. Time is hot,

Time is

Cold.

Your praise was a wine in my veins,

Your name, a honey in my mouth…

Two beats, one beat, three beats.

Tell me again, tell me that you'll be there for me.

I'll be there,

Right here,

Then.

.

Tell me again when you lived and loved,

I can't remember, but I know that I loved you,

Lost you,

Misplaced

You.

My best friend under countless suns,

This sun.

.

We were parted, I think… Have we truly run out of nows?

So long ago, yet I remember your…

.

My dear. Friend of my youth.

I'll be there, here, then,

With you, before you, after, around,

My Sarah-Jane.