Chasing Stars: a Poem

If the stars fade and the ink from my hipbone vanishes,
will I still see you home?
You’re no stranger to constellations,
and just when I thought moods were mercurial,
you shock me
with your steadfastness.

Every breath began with you,
I wonder if they will terminate with you as well.

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