Lovely & Loved

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She: I am dark...
He: You are dusky and sesky!

She: The world loves fair folks...
He: The world loves Rani and Michelle!

He: Listen, let me tell you a story. He wrapped his fair lanky arms around her drooping dusky shoulders and pulled her closer...

"Once upon a time, there was a village. The village was ruled by a king and a queen. The villagers adored their royals. They even hoisted a statue of the beautiful queen in the village square....curvy, graceful and chocolatey, like a.......chocolate fountain.

All the womenfolk of the village craved to be like the queen.

They tried a clutch of home remedies, secret recipes jealously guarded and handed down through generations of mothers and grandmothers.... a dribble of olive oil and a few slivers of the early morn sun, a steaming bath with the most fragrant cocoa and cinnamon and a few drops of hazelnut essence...

One enterprising villager even made a cream that would make one succulusciously chocolatey. The Royale fancy store in the village square sold the cream in a hazel and honey-coloured tube....Dusky & Lovely. It came in different shades-cocoa, chestnut, cinnamon, caramel, butterscotch, ginger, mahogany and toast. The Sunday paper was splashed with advertisements for Dusky & Lovely featuring bronzed models draped in smooth velvets coiled around chestnut brown hunks. The ads promised tantalizing shades of mahogany and butterscotch within a few weeks of use, or your money back.

The matrimonial ads screamed, "Curvy, elegant, butterscotch woman seeks robust, bronzed man" Marriage brokers waxed eloquent describing the buxom beauties in their clutch....chocolatey, cinnamony, mochaey, lattey......They had such a hard time with the pale, creamy ones...goodness, they had to insist that the moms paint their wards' faces with the deepest shades of coffee or chocolate powder before clicking pictures. But darn it, it's so difficult to cover up the paleness beneath!"By now, she was smiling through her tears....the sun had peeped out and sprinkled rays of golden sunshine over her smiling face....dusky & lovely or fair & lovely, it didn't seem to matter anymore....as long as she felt lovely, and loved.