The Tones of the Night
Warm cocoa butter kisses graze the skin
Its dark complexion craves attention
Denial of it true beauty is a deadly sin
But its tale of bravery is worth a mention
It covers me in its dark shield
Against a world of white and judgment
I resented it and the sneers it would yield
This entire time I thought of it as a punishment
I no longer wish for the ivory white
I now relish in the tones of the night
This poem is about:
Me