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Dream

Dream of being able to utter
each syllable that matters
no sharp knives darting
out my mouth ruining
I want to pour out words of pearls
round smooth delicate and not a shade of flaw.

In fact I want no shade at all
no yellow no creamy no banana smile
no pointy upward comet eyes
just round, oh yes perfect rounds
and porcelain china white skin.

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Your arrival was an embarrassment
though love it may have been
still I resented your resemblance
of whom I'm always to be

You were like seaweed
invading world of snow
of angles, of blue eyes
of blond hair. Of course you didn't know.

You were yellow sagging wrinkles
no make up to define
no tight fitted trousers
to show off "oh follow me thighs."

You were scattered consonants
never fitting right
always missing "the" or "a"
misplacing "I" with "my."

You were a tear-shaped onlooker
with wave tails slashing on
tearing up my vision
of cool hip London modes.

Your departure was a relief
though harmful it may be.
Still my slanted little eyes watched you go
whilst I stayed envisioned in my Snow-white dream.

Snow White Dream

My hair is as black as hers
lip as red as hers
only thing lacking
would be skin as white as hers.
But out of three I have two
isn't that enough?
Am I not beautiful in your eyes
to deserve words of approval?
Only a shade more
is the color of my skin
why is it then that
I can't be my dream?