An Ode to a Black Man

I feel his aroma as he picks me up
I gaze into his eyes
The warm smile
Becoming our lips to meet
I feel safe in his hands
Like putty I am to his touch
He covers me n I feel all feminine

I sway my hips side to side walking towards him
I feel his strength about me wearing me like a cloak
His love covers me n I feel safe in his arms

His hug comforts me n I feel at ease
After all HE is a Black Man!

I am Liandha Yengwa Madondo on facebook

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