Black love that!
Why? Makes me cry, death passes by can make you sigh.
Don’t try, black is pride, makes you smile, love my blackness
God blessed, loving my hotness (meaning sexiness), my black skin, my black hair.
Why love Black? Don’t be afraid, your not a slave, no chattels, no chains, no master, no way!
Love your life, cherish your black skin, no bleaching low self esteem,
High cheekbones, **** curves know what I mean.
Be Black, Love That!

Girl you Rock, Girl you Rock
no others you mock. Girl your
supreme such beauty within, it's hard to
believe, your a girl that's every man's dream.

Caring, loving, charming, not daring, your style
is so appealing, has so much meaning.
Girl you Rock, every man would need you for himself.

True love you bring, not lust, your love is special, your
heart is pure, a man can trust.  Your thoughts are secure,
Girl you Rock.

Every man would love you, no matter
who they are, where have you been? I've travelled
this far.

Any husband would crown you queen, your pure,
so clean, your charm, your smile, your patience,
your focused mind, there is no other kind.

You the one who Rocks.

I'm Here! I'm Here! I'm Here!
rejoicing with the Lord I'm Here!
The garden is amazing, birds singing, Angels watching. oh my it's the best I've ever seen. The Lord has come for me it was time to leave, my soul has now been set free! The Mansion too big to mention, so many rooms I can now rest with no contention. My family my friends, my loved ones, don't worry, the guardian Angel is watching no harm will come to me. I am at peace God had his plans, I had to leave, my soul has now been set free.
I'm Here, I'm Here, I'm Here, Heaven's gates have welcomed me.

As I lay my hand across your heart, wishing we would never part.
You smiled, you lied, that glisten in your eyes Matilda was your star.

I listened gracefully as the tears flowed, I thought love was real nobody knows.

You played a game, to put me in shame, sharing my life with her. Disaster struck I gathered up, finally reduced - all those years, all the tears, all the lies, all the smiles does love ever die? I ask myself why? is this how life should be or is Matilda the honey bee.