She is here now.
The memories bleed fast into the blue-green of twilight. She is here by a moment, out by a longest memory and then suddenly, dwelt in the arms of a universe are the joys of autumn. Now! now for a moment now! In this second let her be forever bound, and you with her, for this, bled, a second, bled, and life into never passes.
It was sudden, it was cold, and time crossed out of sunlight, billowing in droplets and caressing into streams.