Brown Skin

Black skin is a rainbow of burnt shades
Red on sunset. Gold on summer
Orange when the leaves fall
Yellow in the cold.
Delicate.

I was born with moles all over my face
I feel them on my lips when I kiss
They make love on my cheeks
Growing with age
Few people see it.

Rubbing it with a thick cream
like kneading bread paste.
Softens it with black sugar
Until it gets smooth. Velvet.
So sweet you wanna lick it.

Polished with coconut oil.
Gleaming with shea better.
Jojoba balm for the lips
Spraying of floral water.

After giving it so much love
It is the sweetest dessert to eat
But after a sunbath
I’m as tasty as your favorite fruit.

Quivering out of the shower
Goosebumps become silk in my linen sheets
If you touch me the way that I want
You will feel my island in the palm of your hand.

Brow skin.
By Virginie Lentulus.

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