Beauty is black

I am dark coffee

And somehow when the sun sets

I am like sweet fine caramel pudding

So sweet you could

Taste the milky mint out of my raw essence

I am beauty so bright and bathe

No soap could wash clean

But only tender my already flawless

In built, God given beauty

Shades of my beauty

You say it’s hard for you to define 

Or put into colorful sketches

You say, 

I wear off with time 

And loose my truthful glow and texture

You lose faith in its future

The future of it rising again

Its scattered pieces forming 

Wait a minute! 

What am I talking about? 

Oh! Yes! 

My Beauty! 

Simply hard to define

Or come to actual count  

Of each strand of hair that sprouts 

Through the pores of my skin

Nor the mystery behind 

Every curl on my head

Or the finesse to which 

You see I walk majestically 

You find hard to keep up 

With each steps that my legs tread

Nor the banter at which 

My heart beats every effortless breath

I am beauty definition

Trust! No need to search for a better diction

Mine I have found is best

I am Oh my God! She’s so fine

Look at her gut!  

Yes! My gut

My effrontery

To walk into a room

And command control saying;

I have arrived

Make way while I take place

I am beauty simply hard to define or compare

I am black beauuuuuuuty

Sweet sweet caramel pudding

I am black, I am beautiful 

My beauty is black

Narrative

A little eulogizing makes for a little confidence and self esteem. Don’t wait for the world to tell you how important you are and more so what significance you can make on it. Say it;  I am everything and more…

Used words& terms

-‘caramel’: dark tan color/yellowish brown

-‘bathe’: light

- ‘sprouts’: grows