Have you put your trust in the right one?
The one who dares to ride the tides of the universe?
Someone who never forgets?
Who tinks of you longingly,
when drowning in its flood?
Or did you lose your heart with the other one?
The one who is more of a flickering light?
Born in thunder, it flashes up.
When it lost itself in darkness,
it touched your heart.
Maybe you fell for a tricky one.
With hidden faces that fool themselves,
causing pain unseen
and finding pleasure in it.
I want to be safe
as I would be with the first one.
I want to be warm and sparkling
as with the lost one,
without being fooled.
„In the end of the night“, my witch giggles into her midnight coffee, „it‘s just about how much your heart is able to take.“
How much is my heart able to take?
Mistress witch writes 