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

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