Temperatures of a Black Girl:
Most times I’m brown, but other times I’m crimson or blue.
I am tints of anger, lust, courage, and booze. But most times people forget I’m love as well. I am fully capable of heaven and for certain hell. I am happiness even though I have spoken bitter words. I bite my lips and bleed eletricity. When you kiss me, it is the universe you are tasting.