Fortune

Fortune


Elderflowers and sandalwood
The bones in your hands
They feel like piano keys
And your palms remind me of
Stained glass windows
Unfinished (or broken)

Of your fortune, I cannot read
But how fortunate I am to be
Holding your hand, for so long
For so long... So, so sweet
This brief connection

Words like feathers
Floating from my mouth
Some hawks and peacocks
But mostly down
And you whisper ravens and sparrows
To me
To me
To me
To me

Of your fortune, I cannot read
But how fortunate I am to be
Holding your hand, for so long
For so long... So, so sweet
This brief connection
So, so sweet
This brief connection


July 2019