Stardust.

Take my hands—

I reach for my lover

who no longer recognizes me.

eyes darting through me like mist

eyes that are no longer mine.

The wind is uncannily still,

and so is my body.

the ground softens beneath me,

absorbing my entirety.

cradling me graciously. 

My dreams get 

lost in the dunes.

Take my hands.

let them drink the saltwater.

let me become

a well without a bottom.

There is a maelstrom inside me,

but this dome between us

swallows the thunder

without a sound.

so I watch

helpless

as my lover

dresses this grave as a garden.

Take my hands,

or what’s left of them.

I am nothing but stardust,

scattered across galaxies,

across water,

across your lips.

I wish you'd quiet this storm

this static that keeps ringing.

let go of the scent on my linens,

the sorrows in the past,

perform this last ritual 

and just—

take my hands.