You Died

I was a child
the first time
you died.

Since then,
you have died
in my head
a dozen dozen times.
You died once
in my heart.
You died on my lips.

You died.
You died again.

I counted constellations
in your eyes
while you gave up

the last of yourself

to stardust,
and then I joined you
in sunset,
and then,

for the last time,
you died.

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