Distant star, keep burning through the black,
I send my name on radio waves that never call me back.
Your silver ghost drifts over midnight roofs and empty cars,
I trace your orbit in the frost that grows across my heart.
If light is just a memory of fire that used to be,
then hold the dark together when the night forgets to breathe.
I’ll wait, a silent antenna on this spinning, nameless blue,
until your ancient signal falls like grace I never knew.