My Brown BeautySo smooth, like a filtered cream,My brown is lusciousAnd inviting.Take a sit downAnd rest yourFeet, troubles andToil forgotten sheBeckons me.Like an icy inclineSo sweet I longFor her. In myHands I take herAnd slow lift herTo meet myWet and waitingLips. And I drinkHer down. HowShe cools my brow My sweet, sweetIced tea.