The Black Man
Who's there?
The black man.
Skin so dark and rich,
Voice so smooth and tender,
Body so tall and toned.
The black man.
He says, "I have a crush on you"
But how much of that could be true.
I'm sorry to doubt.
I just have trust issues.
I don't seek for trouble
Nor do I want to cause any.
Maybe as time goes by,
You'll be more than just,
The Black Man.
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