Charms

You’re a patch of four leaf clovers In a field blooming with my favorite flowers. You’re lightning that strikes twice to show me the way When rough days have led me astray.

The golden shimmer in your love filled eyes

Is the exact point where rainbows end and begin again.

I follow the light, find your hand in mine

And know the answer to „Want to go with me?“

Is not an if

But a when