holy hell!
I am gonna break into a mall,
find a fountain,
and throw in a fistful
of nickels
to make my wish come true.
what wish?
the one
in which
my exquisite eyelashes
get to once again
tickle your cheeks
and forehead.
help me make it happen.
cross my dumb heart,
and hope to live
long enough
for that to happen
again before the end.
I'll wash your hair, if you wash mine.