CROOKED LAUGHTER (POETRY W/ AUDIO)

She was the tear drop that birthed from my eye

That made my smile feel like fire

And cheek bones bloody from desires twisted wire

Cutting beneath how long its been

Purposely planting weeds

That grows vines underneath my skin

She was the crooked laughter

After the last chapter

That made water into rain

And made the journey feel like the deserts terrain

She was the tear drop in my eye

That made winter hot

And summer too cold

She was a tormented thought

Of being 20 years to old

She was the means to two ends

Shrouding knots for a dying amend

She was the ghost in my curve filled eyes

Who should live if I should die?

She was the teardrop inside my crooked laughter