FORTUNA
7.19.19
nine of wands
i told you im capricious
fickle impertinent
fingers become cages quicker than water molds
you said youd never try to change me too late
im homebrew, love
im honey morning coffee
night time foot rubs
im tiny whisk its risky
to wash reds and whites together
remember lover, beyond you i am deep soil
soft sand and bark
nutrient rich seep pores
let the world absorb me
you have no place here
between my roots