Tarot Cards Poem by Maya Raskina

I could get used to cranberry champagne,
And sparkling-water waterfalls and roses,
But I won't last a single day if you decide to go away.
My worries multiply, my greatest fear exposes.
I can get used to watercolored past,
Impulsiveness from strangers in my present,
But if the future tells me you and I won't last,
I'll take it as a warning, though unpleasant.
I'll walk from door to door
And spend a night or two in someone else's bedroom,
Or dance in red lights on a grainy shore.
And find odd curiosities in every boredom.
I will get used to your unwonted love,
I will find happiness in every trying gesture.
I've gotten used to your supremacy and cuts above,
But please don't ask me to give up this awe-inspiring venture.