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.
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