Stardust

A love poem about the mystery of what causes two people to become soulmates

How is it possible to love one person this much?

Why is it 

That out of every person in the world,

The one I adore most

Is you?

What makes it that way?

Chemistry...

Personality...

The soul.

Everything

Including the soul

Is made of stardust 

That once burned in a living

Burning

Star.

So,

Perhaps

My soul mate's soul comes from the same star as mine.

How rare this is:

when the matter that makes up my right hand

comes from a different star than that of my left.

Wouldn't it be amazing

If two souls

Came from one star?

If somehow two souls are meant to be one,

what would determine that?

I think it comes down to stardust...

And his and mine are the same.

Author's Note

I don't typically write poetry, so I'm open to constructive criticism.

Reviews

[Anotherlifemaybe]

I love this, presented in a beautiful way. It speaks emotions all over it.

[Eagle Cruagh]

Stardust !
Stardust must be important. When I had a band (group) years ago, people requested
their favorite songs and we would play them. Stardust was the most frequently
requested song--- I believe it was written by Hoagy Carmichael--- befor e your time.
Strangely, Stardust , then, had much the same meaning as your poem today.
Our stars may be in a different place in the heavens , but they burn for us the same.

Thank you for the loan of your poem, my old song.

---- Eagle Cruagh (John Crowley)