
I've looked into almond eyes surrounded by sesame freckles
I've touched skin the color of cashews which only the finest silk should adorn
I've appreciated a mix of European sophistication and rugged native beauty
But how I love to kiss lips like mine
Lips like plump berries and have your pronounced nose tickle the nape of my neck
As I run my fingers through your kinky hair
Why don't they appreciate the beauty of your skin?
In all shades you are beautiful
From mahogany to ebony to charcoal
Whether in the cover of a coconut tree in Bridgetown
Or the blazing noon sun in Soweto
How I love skin the color of cocoa
Black is beautiful and though I don't discriminate or have preferences
I will always recognize and verbalize the beauty of a color so ostracized
Black, the color of fine leather
Black, the color of licorice
Black, the color of my ancestors
Not into black guys you say
You just mad because you can't handle our exotic features
Don't look at me like a zoo creature
Look into my black eyes and appreciate me, appreciate my ancestry
Realize that beauty has no boundaries
Look past my black skin and get to know me, love me
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