Poems from Heidi179
Once I met a boy with translucent skin,
So clear it was made of glass.
The light would hit his crystal flesh,
And would but could not pass...
There is a line between the mean and the attractive, and
One would ofttimes wonder how this goes.
Yet truly, it lies within the hem of...
That night I sat at my computer and wrote.
My fingertips glided over the keyboard’s keys
in the movements of a girl’s fingertips when...
As a young, stubborn girl of half your height and size,
I can offer the world such a unique prize
For its making me of me was not only...