Her Melanin

Her melanin glows like the orange sun

Her dark- chocolate complexion- so fine

As she walks by, who can be compared-none

Her red, rosy lips stand out like red wine

As the stars fall, you see her eyes twinkle

Her stellar beauty cannot be denied

            Her skin begins to shimmer a little

            You observe her as she begins to stride

            But she does not see herself like you do

            She sees herself as “just a dark skinned” girl

            You say that she defines beauty for you

            She says she is “ugly to the world”

            You believe her melanin is pure gold

            You want her to have and to hold