I fell in love with a beautiful brown girl. Her skin reminds me of luscious, smooth, warm hot chocolate.

I fell in love with a little brown lanky girl. Her eyes are shaped like perfection. The corners of her swan-shaped eyes, my favourite place to kiss her face. Her eyes filled with kindness, every look, heavy with love. Love that makes me look away, because of its generosity.

My little brown, purple-haired girl. Her smile makes my stomach flip and her lips make my heart go wild.
My little brown, wide-eyed girl. Her hair fall on her face like curtains shielding moonlight. Each strand, a beautiful thread in its own making.

She’s special. My little warm brown girl is perfection, without knowing it.
She walks in and my eyes can’t seem to focus on anything else. It feels like the entire world is just background noise to her existence.

Her slender hands, hands that hold my crystal heart snugly, make my body forget gravity. All concepts of science become illusions when she’s around.

She has special fingers too, Fingers that crawl across my skin, tingling every step of the way. It’s her who I think of, and dream of, every sleep.

My favourite smile, my warmest hug, the most comfy company, a pleasant distraction, in the day, and a nice lullaby to fall asleep to, at night.