Brown skin


Brown skin

Beneath that dark skin,

resides a beautiful woman within.

Pious her soul,angelic touch,

she is a metaphor of stardust.

Her blood as if the milky way,

flowing through the stars in the way.

She is the dawn of a sleepless night,

the lap of comfort at a deserted sight.

Don't look at her in disgust,

brown skin is her gold dust.

Your beauty standards can never match,

her beauty is beyond your catch.

As its the hour when you need to know,

stop judging people on their color and glow.

Angels are not always white,

change your fairytale myths for the right.