Portrait

Grey skies got me singing the blues

Confused hues of my blackness

I'm not yellow or red-boned

But I'm Hershey brown

With the almond but life ain't sweet

Green backs and purple haze

Parts my pink lips

To expose a perfect white smile

Scarlet red curtains for the windows to my soul

So I can stare at a vivid orange sunset

Broken through the clouds that made the skies grey

Which had me sing the blues about my blackness

About my brown not yellow skin

Which contrasts with my sexy white teeth

And juicy pink lips marinated in purple haze

That I bought with my green backs

Which allows me to watch the vivid orange sunset

With red draped eyes