i was lucky when i found you
nothing more, nothing less
than being at the right place
at the right time
but we have moved passed that
and i have grown so luckless
and loveless
that my eyes have glazed over
with drops of salty water
that have not been thrown over
my shoulder
so i will need to avoid
black cats and
the Scottish play
and endless other things
and i will hold on
to four leaf clovers
and rabbit's feet
because i need all the luck i can get
when it comes to loving you