Love, the 13th

They say,
Luck is on the same
Side of the bed,
And wealth is due
When itches your hand.
Do knock on wood
When speaking of good,
And forget not to wish
When stars shoot by.

They say,
Ill-luck will smile
When black cats pass by,
And evil befall the one
Who walks under a ladder.
With an apple a day,
The doctor shall never come back,
And thirteenth is the count:
Your fortune hijacked.

But your love has taught
Lessons other.
My life and luck
With you flock together.

Luck is on the side
Where you rest,
Wealth descends
By your prayers blessed.

Good knocks on the door
When you touch my heart,
Stars shoot when I spend
Moments with you, light.

Your care is healing
For body and mind,
Your love will ward off
Troubles from around.

No letter nor number
Will bring any fear,
As long as I am locked
In your arms, dear.

January 2017. Edit 2024