Sparks of consciousness

Star light sifted through my blinds
so bright
I couldn't pay it no mind-
I rolled around uncomfortably in the ocean
that was my bed,
too big for me,
alone-
recalling when you were here last-
and our bodies
pressed up against each other
in a bed,
that then,
seemed so tiny,
but that was fine because
we couldn't have been close enough-
tiny sparks of consciousness
wrapped up in bits of flesh and bone-
the barrier keeping souls from becoming one,
but we tried to anyway.
And as the Sun and Moon
did their dance in the heavens,
so did we on Earth-
our consciouses becoming
as close as our bodies
could allow-
and we watched
as the stars faded from view.
Now the clock beside my bed
says 5:47; soon too will these fade from view-
but no heavenly body will keep me
from thinking of you
and I wonder if you see these stars
the same way that
I do