He studied her as she placed the cards
upon the table.
Did she hear his beating heart?
Could she sense his prayer
For a future of loving her
Could she read the desire in his body
Or was it all a game?
She read the cards
and knew that he was bound to the past
A past that carried only broken love
and incomplete promises.
He was a budding plant
growing towards a powerful sun
reaching for the sky
A boy-man
learning to love
The cards told him that he had much work to do.
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