A.M Thoughts

Sun kissed

Your skin is made of honey and the finest cocoa plant, toasted by the scorching heat in Africa. Your hair tangles showing the bond that has been passed on from generations of strong women. It grows evenly and never separates. Your beautiful brown eyes are something one can get lost in, behind them are stories of happiness and grief. Your smile can make the sea calm. Your hips and thighs have stretch marks that remind me of inner growth finally showing outside, they remind me of lightning. Your stretch marks feel like works of art against your fingertips, they are darker in shade resembling pain and growth.
My goodness, she is a black woman...

Macmane _99