My skin is dark.
Hers is the color of certain lilies.
Meaning, I guess that we are either:


Mismatched and incompatible-
or complimentary and flattering.

Lines of dark brown, and five o'clock shadow
wrapped around ivory curves.

At dawn, the differences are blurred,
all shapes bathed in orange/yellow light.
We are enclosed in a single sheet.

Our breathing is simultaneous

Y'know, if you log in, you can write something here, or contact authors directly on the site. Create a New User if you don't already have an account.