I am rhyme, you are rhythm,
I pen ivory, you dance ebony
and together, we share
our own classical-hip-hop world.
People still gape
When they see us together
The stark difference of our skin
Yet in nature, we mesh perfectly together.
I am ivory, creamy white chocolate
You are ebony, dark hardened chocolate
Melted together, our offsprings
Become butterscotch and milk chocolate
What beauty the world beholds in children.
Dec 19, 2010
Dec 19, 2010 at 5:16 AM UTC
I am rhyme, you are rhythm,
I pen ivory, you dance ebony
and together, we share
our own classical-hip-hop world.
People still gape
When they see us together
The stark difference of our skin
Yet in nature, we mesh perfectly together.
I am ivory, creamy white chocolate
You are ebony, dark hardened chocolate
Melted together, our offsprings
Become butterscotch and milk chocolate
What beauty the world beholds in children.
© 2010 Lori Carlson
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