What do you want, little bright-eyes?
Stars for a necklace?
A jar full of lies?
Freshly sealed with a lid of glass
or a choker with an unbreakable clasp?
I know you want something, everyone does.
No need to hold your tongue, just because
you see I collect them on the back shelf.
I have your every hearts desire
strung up on this charming golden wire.
Or do you want childhood memories
two-for-one if you buy a spring breeze?
No, you don't, of course you won't
spend hard-earned coin on trifling trinkets
but I know you want something, everyone does.
Come and sit down, while I separate
this impertinent bee from his low humming buzz.
A cricket's jump? A fish's leap? Iridescent colored butterfly wings?
I can't make you fly but I can make you sing
a note clearer than water and richer than blood.
I know you want something, everyone does.
