Love Sonnet 20: 'Would Four-Leaf Clover Give Me Better Luck? ' Poem by Reyvrex Questor Reyes

Would four-leaf clover give me better luck?
Much better than this old forget-me-not?
But rose that in your book I once did tuck,
I never knew what destiny it got;
Shall I enjoin the wind to sing your name?
Or with this vine I'll tie your hand to mine?
Wish I Prometheus fires your heart aflame,
Or, Dionysus gives us joy of wine;
Or wish I, to a butterfly transform,
To kiss the flowers, each that comes to view,
And if to crawl, I must, before as worm,
So long as buds would fall in my purview;
.....But Fate can't worsen more than it once did,
.....Except when you would go, so God forbid.