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...