Black is the color of my true love.
Black is his voice.
Black is his face.
Black is his hair.
Black is the fullness of his lips.
Black is the roundness of his nose.
Black is the posture of his pose.
My true love is the color of black.
His strong back and arms.
His never give up or in attitude.
To him my soul belongs.
His love is mine.
And my love is his.
My true love is the color of black.
Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 6:43 PM UTC
Black is the color of my true love.
Black is his voice.
Black is his face.
Black is his hair.
Black is the fullness of his lips.
Black is the roundness of his nose.
Black is the posture of his pose.
My true love is the color of black.
His strong back and arms.
His never give up or in attitude.
To him my soul belongs.
His love is mine.
And my love is his.
My true love is the color of black.
