Options

Options are coming and going.

They have maybe also nice legs

and a winner‘s smile.

But they are just humans.

A fading memory of a day or night.

Options will never stay in your life.

They are not deep enough

that you would keep them

like a precious treasure.

Options fill your loneliness,

not your soul.

Your soul needs pure magic,

no cheap tricks.

A magical soul needs a fight,

they need obstacles in their way.

Not the next stop on your road

or the neighbourhood.

They come into your life

when you at least expect them.

And they make a mess of your thoughts,

maybe a mess of your body.

But they won‘t be that easy option next to you.

copyright by Magical whispers/I. Normann, 03/09/2019