Everything You Touch Turns To Stardust

by Wayne Wysocki Did you ever find yourself at a loss for that final word in a phrase, then blurt out something totally unexpected? That's how a dear friend, trying to compliment me, came up with the title for this poem. Everything you touch turns to stardust, Every word you whisper is divine, To me it's no surprise That the twinkle in your eyes Is brighter than any star can shine. Everything you do is delightful, Every little movement is supreme, And I do suppose Nearly everybody knows You are the answer to a dream. Didn't you know I dream about you all the time, Even in the middle of the day? And didn't you know that in my dreams you're so sublime? I love you— What more can I say? Everything you touch turns to stardust, Every word you whisper is divine; You touched my heart a million ways By whispering one little phrase— You whispered, "I wish that you were mine".