BlaQ

Your Kobicha birthmark
Sings to me a bitter nursery rhyme  
You're the pain in my sweet tooth  
when I've had too much Dark Chocolate  
And now I know exactly why they call it Special  
Why do I crave you when mother nature comes to haunt my uterus??  
Your pigment peeking through cotton makes my Weathered Cayenne colored nipples sensitive  
All those different variations of Brown:    
Cinnamon, Coffee, Chestnut and Copper    
Speaks covetousness in between my envious pale lifeless beige colored thighs    
The charisma of your Carob gives them character  
And my wet climatic conclusion  
Always leads to Hershey kisses wrappers stashed under my mattress hidden away in shame    
Baby I'm so sorry
I had no choice but to find the closest substitute to your Sweet Sepia asap because Yah says now is not the time to indulge  
Why do I feel like I cheated on you?