keep the teacup warm
the shapes are forming
and settling destinies.
"i'll drink to that."

there is a photo beneath the lamp
of a man sitting at this very place
taken over ten years ago
and beneath it a fortune cookie line:
"you are a very happy man."

who would have imagined
that his eyes staring through the dusty glass
see us sitting here together
fulfilling a fortune,
reading tea leaves for
tomorrows still brewing?