Poems about Health
I stood at my kingdom, knights guarding, bridges up, Climbed underneath the most steadfast fixture,
He says he’s broken all the time, there’s something wrong with his head: There are monsters in there
Your body is a masterpiece You were built with skills to master any obstacle Those mountainous bulking muscles
When the stars come out And the moon shines bright, A single girl Lies in bed at night.
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“Cold Heat” A"cold heat" is a comfortable burden. To a pleasant time, it's almost a virgin.
Blade to skin, my wicked sin My vision dims, the rush begins. Hidden reminders of my pain,
I am the artist’s greatest joy Five foot five and 1/62 ” wide- A paper doll cut out from a stencil,
The sea: a light flickers, flits, sees my face, turns back. I call, reach, shield from the rain on