Obsidian Beauty

Opulent beauty, hard; sharp to the touch. Black essence formed in fire, cools; we see. See ourselves in your skin, un-cracked, untouched. Indigo hues, but one trait they envy. Dark sheen reflects dark places you’ve survived. Incased in you, our history; long, rich. African roots, like diamonds you were mined. Not told of your worth, melancholy stitch. Birthing our future, in flesh and foresight. Enduring pain from within and without. Agape fuels your smile’s infinite light. Unattainable Eros? Some cast doubts. True love you give, and true love you deserve. Your love day, evry’day. To be well served.
Brandon Andrews

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