I remember stardust
It fell from your words with every goodnight
Like a soft trickle it would ease me to sleep
Every night your words floated in the air until the light joined me again

Your words were sometimes sharp
When I drove the car into the ditch you showed your fangs
Not as a threat, but, in a hostile way to hide your worry
Even through scarce breaths you managed to ease me

The voicemail is all that is left
Of years and years of memories
I haven't seen stardust since your mother passed,
You laid it in the coffin next to her and buried it alive