speechless

he said were i darker
hair in locks
he could love me

color in my spaces
blue black inky places
make chocolate colored
babies too

sadly my natural
not his ideal of beauty
"loving you just
ain't revolutionary"

sticky creme caramel
sweet georgia peach
butterscotch toffee
oreo cookie dough
braids... weaves... 'fros

not touching me though
cuz my skin ain't
dark like his black
satin desire


(fuck him)