Unless you are one of my sisters
So close that
When one is cold in the midnight
You can see the other's breath;
Unless you are one whose presence I carry like juju
And keep close against my heart,
Do not say
"What you should have done is this"
"I used to be like you are now, and did the things that you are doing;
But I have conquered all that and live like the ocean, inside my conch shell of serenity."
If you say
"I eat starlight
And crap sunshine,"
I will not dispute you.
I will not debate.
But beware of magick.
Beware of long memories.
Beware of silence and the one who waits.