"Your arms feel like home." I said.
"Yours are heaven." He replied.

It takes one star to guide me,
            but a million
     to momentarily lose myself within.

It takes one star to dream upon,
          but a million
     to lose it within mirages of self.

It takes one star to go out that,
        but a million
   still glow, but I miss that one the most.

*"We each have a star we gaze upon,
               Let it always flicker for you,

You can't consider living until you've done your share of dying and you're not dead nearly long enough for that
but
you'll kid yourself you're minto just to go out with the beau who's got the biggest reputation,

I'm busy
wiring up the footnotes to the signals at the station
the express can wait a mo' or two for me
because
the faster soonest said is the least I ever read on the back
of cornflake boxes in my youth.