Poems from iDreamer414
A baby is born with a strange medical condition:
Instead of blood, it’s music that keeps
her heart pumping.
When she turns four, her...
Each fleeting drag of skin on skin
Sends butterflies a-flight
In a kaleidoscope of color,
Vibrance in the night
And I wish the lips of you...
I want a better sex education system,
and when I say that at a family dinner
my mother chokes a little on her green beans
and gives my dad...