Stardust ...

She was born from stardust
With bones that shimmered
When everything had stilled out
And blood that flew of precious metals
She was beyond tags
Of price or mortality 
For she was not of this world
She walked of flowerbeds 
And spoke of glitters 
And if one could just see her eyes
They'd know
That her ribcage housed not just organs
But planets and constellations 
And each once was dying to burst out
And that made her glow
Skin and hair all that moulded out of galaxies 
And a smile that was of a trance
She was everything alien to earthly wonders
She was beauty set on stars
She was born from stardust.