His skin is black

and my skin is white...

The way that we kiss

let's us know it's alright.

Our cocks both respond

as we kiss in the rain...

it's getting quite cold

but we're not feeling pain.

We're both feeling good

and we're both feeling bad...

We enjoy falling prey

to the fun that was had.

Our skin may be different

and we are both men...

But I long to touch him

again and again.

For though we succeeded,

it feels like we failed...

So I'd like to face him,

Touch him & taste him...

And feel as the darkness gets lost in the pale.