As the morning light gently carrass my face
Gracefully stirring my furnace of romance,
My guts thirst to be quenched by your hugs
As your tender kiss tends to torch my night.
Your physique excites my retina
as the room lights to your pose
Melani paints your dermis just so right
That’s why you’re my kind of brown
Your gentle whispers are my kind of sounds
They sink to the core of my soul
Leaving me lost in perpetual trans
Forever hoping that you’ll always be mine.
My Kind of Brown by Charley De Inspirator is a poem appreciating the natural because of a black African woman. Read more poems from the author at Poetry – Charley De Inspirator
