kiss me in the daylight
kiss me in the daylight
where the world can see
my skin is dark
and yours is not
let us not wink from
across the room
but arrive hand in hand
let us sip from the same straw
in the open air
for I am not a woman of the night
even though
my skin is dark
this is the poem I cry
where the world can see
my skin is dark
and yours is not
let us not wink from
across the room
but arrive hand in hand
let us sip from the same straw
in the open air
for I am not a woman of the night
even though
my skin is dark
this is the poem I cry
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