Eternity

Starry night...same as always But different in the cosmos. I've heard that we have stardust in us And that makes us magical. Even when we break down, We're always partly there. We don't die, not completely We live on in memories We live on in what we love Poetry, families, specks of dust. Maybe, if we're lucky we'll see each other again May out of the corner of the eye Could it be in an old love song Sweetly sung in tune? Or maybe you find old clothing His favorite shirt. But whatevetr happens, I know this to be true I shall spend enterity with you.