A Fleeting Forever

They say the carbon in my hand
Was forged in stars I cannot understand
Ten billion years of spent debris
Arranged, improbably, into me

And by some even stranger odds
They drew you too, those smiling gods
Two accidents of dust and flame
Who somehow learned each other’s names

For most of time, the world was blind
No sun had eyes, no rock a mind
Then matter woke, so when we share
A desperate kiss — we're stars aware

The atoms in me aren't my own
I hold them briefly, all on loan
None of me was made to stay
I'll love you always anyway