I liked your melanin.
It wasn't as prominent as mine,
But it was still there.
It was still beautiful,
It made you beautiful.
A soft yellow
That was bright enough
To keep me awake enough
To stare just a little while longer,
Leaving me with the slightest bit of hunger.
It left a honey like complexion
To reside in your honey like voice.
Deep and smooth,
Like your sweet growl
That hummed in my ears
Every morning,
Like a fresh cup of tea.
It was always warm,
And it was Always plentiful.
-A.a
