Poems about Health
Toe dipped in cool refreshing ripples this watery grave created from mine eyes.
I talk about you like a cancer for the tongue. I reminisce of our nights where my fingers
You have no idea what I want to do. You’re my best friend and I –want- to help you.
because science and religion won’t mix. Rope burns hands more slowly than necks, which were made
When I become a teacher I'll put a map of the world on every wall in my classroom
There are two kinds of shadows one is visible in light the other invisible and internal
a tree sits atop a hill its roots reach deep into the earth searching, gathering
Down the road through the forest over a boulder and through the branches lies a meadow
It was a regular day.
Wanting to love , but sadly she can not. Despite what people think, the girl goes through a lot.