Behind these brown eyes
A soul laid bare
For the one who has the depth of sight
And the heart to care
Behind these red lacquered lips
Lies no porcelain pearly whites
Instead, light gap-toothed laughter
Drifting on the wind to dizzy heights
This chocolate coloured skin
Mottled with marks
Tells the colourful story of days gone by
To the sway of my hip and the ride of my thigh
There aint no original free from flaw
So would you rather except a fake
Brother , if you would the time take
Then definitely a beautiful union we would make
