To Be the Dust (poem)

[scribblemyname]

Remind me not to say goodbye

The wind will whisper with a sigh

For I shall blow upon your face

When you and I have left this place

When all the stars are dust and gone

We’ve swept across the final dawn

At last to be the dust of stars

I’ll still know you, e’en that far

Comments

[atwojay]

Beautiful, and chilling.

[scribblemyname]

Thank you!