@leemaooo
CHOCOLATE BROWN
First, her face
smooth as dawn on a quiet morning,
chocolate brown
glowing softly in the dark
as her screen leaks a little light.
Then, her voice
music slipping through the speakers,
lifting me into a theatre
where an opera plays only for me.
Her laughter from the other end
fills my ears, a familiar song.
She laughs, cheeks turning red
whenever I say something naughty.
And her body
chocolate brown again,
the sweetest flavor on a birthday cake.
Her breasts stood firm,
an Iroko on her chest.
I want to hold you
the way your thighs hold your shorts,
the way a child clings to its mother.
I want to live beneath your skin,
close enough to feel your heart.
Let me be the one who stays.