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Beneath your skin,
Dark and lovely connubial vials
Hold ancient songs buried in liquid deep
A serenade in the Serengeti
A sunrise on distant hills
Shedding light on black and white
A myriad of hopes drown in murky waters
As my soul holds yours against the tides
We are the color on our skin, they said
But we shed red rivers when our heart is bled
The tears in your eyes form stalactites
As a wall of paint stands between you and I
Watch me wander through pigments
Trading ambivalence, lost in your essence
To the giggles in their glances and gossip
Color me blind, paint me deaf and let me pass
