Such hot tears, that sizzle and evaporate
as they drip off the sides of hot cheeks.

Mist slowly rising off my shoulders,
out and off my head, and down my arms and legs.

Smokey fog swarming me from the humidity that begins to emit in the room from the heat.

Anger that boils blood
Now secreting through the skin
Through sweat and tears.

I clench my jaw, cemented shut, and squeeze my eyes tight.
Hoping to wring out all the pain and anger through the tear ducts.

Juice it to salty pulp.

Such hot tears pooled on top of burning cheeks.
Turning into hot springs.

One of the warmest things I have felt

In such a long time.

The sun giggles when she laugh.
The clouds dance every time she smiles.
The air touches her when she move.
She likes jazz that makes her groove.

Her eyes looked like mirrors,
her heart is a pure gold.
She has a great a sense of humor.
She takes risks, I know! She's bold.

People criticize her and says she's unclean,
but deep down we knew she is pristine.
Its sad  because she have to leave.
A powerful women that has a lot to give.