{B}est known for
{R}udely fulfilling
{O}vert fantasies
{W}himsical and
{N}ecessary
{W}antonly liking it like that
{O}n every
{R}ight (or wrong)
{B}ROWNing occasion

As he
Reached up with browned intentions
Bronzed by
Tender touches
Caramel delights that
Delightfully resist
Absorbing my cinnamon incense
Singed by the fire within

As he
Reached up with copper toned desire
To skillfully
Paint amber moons
In my saged and cloudy skies
Persuading Hershey thighs
To part
Creating buffed walls around
His colored face – of a passion and melanin blend

As he
Reached up with bistered ambition
To please and tease my sepia
Into molten chocolate streams
Running freely down tanned cheeks
Engulfing within its path gingered lips
That warned of his
Browning tricks

As he
Reached up with brick volition
Hard, solid and purposeful
To yield a mahogany smile from lower lips
Reaching with tongue touching where I sat
Sending timber tremors through out
Oiled hazel skin

As he reached up
I intently reached back
Smoothly meeting and greeting
His darker intonations of
Nutted grunts and cocoa moans
Engorging his ebony trunk
With Browning tricks of my own
Aimed at filling his henna laden skies
With pigments of quiet ecstasy
Uprooted from my soil
Privileged and naughty

As this occasion
Rudely fulfills ebony dreams
Tastefully saturated with mahogany cream
Rightly whimsical
Wrongly necessary
Doing what we best known for

~BROWN~