Coffee Shop Sessions

Your hand slips into mine,
the fortune teller notices
our smiles with glittering eyes,
she’s convinced
there’s a future ‘tween us,
she smiles & invites us in

Laying down cards one by one
it reveals the betrayal and
secrets that will keep us
from the love that has swept us
into a whirlwind

We turn to each other stunned
but a laugh begins,
she replies, “Sorry, no refunds”