This Skin

All flawed, yet flawless in my mirage of thoughts,

visions o’er sunlight, the estrange smooth in the mirror

I embrace this skin

Through days i linger, sweet chocolate tells no lies;

this crimson backing up my funk,

shaping my brows and accentuating my glow;

beautiful they say, in my words, my mind

I admire my skin

Sometimes the harsh beckons, quiet pricks of the sun

and the cold kiss from the rain still marveling in trickles,

in cushions that i miss, soft fingers last, line to line

I adore this skin

Fresh like milk, dark as chocolate, smooth like butter

tasty like caramel, this mouth dripping abstract now

lavished in lavender; coupled with thoughts, embalmed

in life and told in poetry that i must not forget but remember.

This African skin, this mind….my mind, my pride, my joy.


I love this skin.


Author: AfroetryC

I am an African woman and a mother to a precious little angel. I love to use the term "Afro-floetic Queen" mostly to describe my poetry and my roots. I love, soul music and inspirational bits of knowledge to offer advice and counseling to those who need it. I can be very witty, straight forward but fun. Ha. ha... A colorful perception of the world - expressed in my poetry. I want to inspire people with my Poetry...give them hope, while also advising them. Life is a learning process and i am happy when one of my pieces directly affects or inspires one of my readers. Let's take a detour around experience, and let me fill your minds with sweet poetic juices.... Note: Just changed my user name from FloetryC to AfroetryC because the latter is more personal and describes my Spoken Word Poetry better.

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