I wish I could reach through the screen and
Run my fingers through her hair.
When she tucks that side of her hair behind her ear, I swear my heart
Skips a beat.
I wonder what shampoo she uses, what her hair smells like,
God,
I want to bury my nose in that blue mess.
Let me tangle my fingers in her hair,
I can’t keep my mind off her
And her bright blue mop.