Poems from BridgetRayAnn
I trace the contours of my body,
I am the person who induces the goosebumps that i wish some man,
or woman,
would.
I know my...
Sound collision is noise pollution and math is mental warfare.
They tell you be safe and have fun,
While they're sniffing each other's...
I wonder if you think with good thoughts in your mind and hope in your heart,
Because I see this beautiful man with a beautiful heart...