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Brown skin.
No my bad, CARAMEL skin.
... In your pretty caramel skin
I want to UNWIND, INTERTWINE deep in.
Take control of this thing I call pretty
I call sweet temptation
but answered forbidden
answered wicked
and given grief
given hate
for pretty caramel skin.

Never meant to hang up
give up.
But I'm given no choice
in this dystopic REALITY of
unfortunate and “blocking” circumstances.
I can’t acknowledge your pretty caramel skin.

Yeah, Go on and just light up my face
my space
my whole haven is yours.
I just want to succumb into
... pretty caramel skin.
I’ll take that shower of
... pretty caramel skin.

Take me from my natural high
and help me rise to that
state of understanding
we both know is too good
too sweet
too hot
too wet
too ...
pretty caramel skin.

Lighten up my face
... pretty
With sweet conversations of no words
... caramel
That keep me six feet under and twelve feet higher
... skin.
Can we lust? Can we feel? Can we just BE?
... pretty caramel skins.

... Slipping deep.
... A passion
of warmth and care.
... Definition
of greater heights.
... More than expressable.
... Just going
head over pretty’s crowded cliff of bliss.
... Feeling
fluid moves smoothed into
whole
unfolding
magic
behind the caramel.
... More than enough.
... More than a rush.
... More than
my knowing
my skin.
... Never experienced but never unwilling
To be...
Pretty CARAMEL skins.

(c)12-5-2005

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