Brown Beauty

In my weakest moment I let down my guard opening the window of my heart. You observed me as an eagle stalking it’s prey. You knew my weakness and used it against me. Our biracial love affair wouldn’t last. Your family plotting against me. No one believed our persistent claims of friendship. In dark corners we meet as you fear your families reaction keeping me a dirty secrete. No more shame or hidden kisses will I endure. Some day I’ll encounter a man who will see my brown skin as my strength not my weaknesses.

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