I loved her once, this girl who fell through Time:
She laughed at princes but blushed a ruby sky.
In dusk’s last glimmer, I saw her yearning
for a home that soothed her soul’s burning,
as she wore the panoply of stars in her eyes.
the autumn winds are fair and mornings bright
yours is the distant hope, mine a futile life.
I loved her once, this girl who longed to die:
Yet strange, I ne’er found such wit and fervent fire.
She spoke against monarchs and befriended slaves,
called the golden palace naught but a cage.
If only I could give her wings to fly.
the branches strip bare before winter’s might
yours is the truest heart, mine the cruelest fight.
I loved her once, this girl I would make a queen:
But an empire carved in bones and wrath
casts the longest shadow and loneliest path.
I loved her still, this girl who only asked for peace:
My fragile flower, my faraway dream.
your once sweet fragrance has turned bitter
still my heart cannot bear to see you wither.
what agony, what ecstasy, brought your world to mine?
Time ‘tis but a fleeting breath for two lives entwined.
(Not-so-loosely inspired by this series.)