Touch the Stars

Poetry

When we wake, you will be gone. 
Weightless,
	The guiding star above my bed
You said,
	“With you. Only with you.”
And I cried, 
	Knowing it to be the lie your heart wanted to believe
The water’s edge,
	Holding you. “Never let me go.”
You said.
	I kiss your eyes to keep you here
Dry your tears,
	Touch the stars
You will always,
	You will always be here.
You will always,
You will always be gone.  

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Another poem I wrote with my creative writing club students. This one from a prompt about the endings of things. This one reminds me of “The Same Deep Water as You,” by The Cure.