Silver glints on skin

skin black as ebony sailed

from African isles &

oh the depth of angled eye

kohl lined darkness.

 

Skin scents sweet sandalwood

soft melting sugar skims under

finger & I would sail the

seven seas to have you

by my side tonight.

 

Silver taut on aching flesh

cuts a fine but definite line

between us: aligning planets

for this strip of time to store

in memory.

 

Skin tint of saffron waft of chilli

laughter leaps, smile that lights

grey of everyday your skin black

as ebony & the glint of sweet

sweet silver.