I tried something different for this poem. It is an acrostic First Love, and has the same connotation related to stardust and first love. Hope you like it! From the begining of time Iridescent as we run, Racing pasts the worlds Silent little wanderers – Tracking the lost. Lingering, beyond the cause Overwhelmed, it was an instant spark; Venturing past the edge Eternally clad in … Continue reading Stardust