King of Hearts
I'll throw out fortune telling cards
On the sweetness of my soul.
I will find my answers in them
About what scares me.
Everyone is guessing at the king of the cross,
Well, I'm guessing at the king of hearts.
I'll see what's new
In our future until February.
It's very perfect for me,
Only he is the star of my soul,
He's a little cheeky,
When it throws you into a pool of passion.
His hands keep me warm,
A kiss takes you to heaven,
His eyes hide love
And there will be miracles in the future.
I look at the king of hearts,
And I open the cards from his heart
Just one look,
To rekindle the passion.
But I was afraid to look:
"What will happen next?"
We cannot master the future,
And I'll put the deck away.
Copyright © Tamara Gabriel | Year Posted 2020
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