She hums...her tale

By the window side, she hums
The incongruity of her tale..
Her thoughts swing like a pendulum,
From then to now, and from now to then..
Then, he was lanky, his voice swore of youth's fiery
Now, his grey peppered hair coarse to her touch...
Tempered age had not but tempered the warmth of his touch..
Then he had held her close to feel a unison of heartbeats...
Now, she could still feel the heartbeats from then..
His clasp then had been tight on her wrist..
Now, her mind was entwined in that clasp
Then and Now...
He was..