Beautiful black man –
If I knew one like you, who could - provide for himself, his family, and potential children
Who stood on his faith of God or Allah and is trusting, trustworthy, caring, generous and everything my father could never be
Then I would let you own every piece of me and we would become intertwined in ecstasy...
Beautiful black man there are so many things you do to me...
You grasp me in your rapture and capture the soul of me
You see into me intimently and intently await my arrival
We stand on love and efforts of survival...
Beautiful black man,
You never sold your soul to the ''blue eyed devil'' as Malcolm put it...
You did what they couldn't.
You loved me and protected me paternally
And you & I will live eternally and linger in the hereafter with hearts full of laughter
I will, erase every chapter of self-induced women that couldn't love you like I do
Beautiful African king, you belong to me...
Not in a sense of slavery but in a possessive affection.
I, your queen, will offer you protection and if you fall I will be your resurrection.
Beautiful black man ... you are mine.
And this is what I will say to you when I find my - beautiful black man.
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