Sometimes I paint, untranslatable words…

Morgenfrisk (Danish) – feeling rested after a good night’s sleep.

It is the random chance

The rare Tuesday

A door opens

You walk through it

Another song could be playing

But it isn’t, it’s the song I hear

Whenever I think of you.

The floor littered in four leaf clovers

Lucky numbers 6, 11, 51

Flit through my mind

(as does the shape of your hands)

Cross my fingers

Say a prayer

Maybe just believing

It still exists

That chance would have it

Will find you, again

My lucky man.



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