The Curse Of The Skin Poem by Benjamin Chiu Uy

The Curse of the Skin

If anygood came from anything of a union.

Thekindness towards each other.
The world a gentler facade,

Though we misunderstood the kind intentions,

frail as an uncertain nights of needs, i came to know you, a perpetual mystery,

Woman with a dark skin stimulated like a dark pastures of
mystery,

Like a calling from a serpent of the enchanted tree,

Here a taste can brings an instant death,

Here concupiscence made awareness

However searching for antidotes,
I spend sleepless night waiting for a salve for my torments.

I have no cure for this addiction.
Human flesh on human needs,

There is the hunger for you, black widow, sorcerer beyond the realm of human control

I stand diminish in your presence waiting for your approval.

The silent death ofa star to a black hole,

Suck to its depth of death and rebuilt to be alive again in lust,

Please unbound that spell so i can be free again to love another.

Never another but a repeat of your spells.