You don't have to wish on anything actually
I like those shooting stars as much as the next guy
& 11:11 is a cool time
& when I blew out my birthday candles I saw shining gold
Saw my current smile spread all the way into my future
Like raspberry jam on some good bread
With real butter or if its vegan it's miyoko's
& intention holds more weight than we think
Sorry if I'm falsely accusing you
If you know the weight of will like I know when milk is 140 degrees
Just with the tips of my fingers
& what consumes you is either wish or in the wish family
Which again is wide & old as an encyclopedias's dream
Your late night yearning sends out a personal bat signal
& I've been the manifestor and the manifestee
Seen even the wrong wish appear right in front of me
Took her hand & kissed it