A strong black man, a lion ready
to defend his tribe and love his
lioness. A strength that thrills
my whole being. Stimulates my
mind, chills my body, warms my
soul. My strong black man I don't
know if you understand what
makes me want you so passionately.
It's the careful determination-
at work and at play. You strive
to do things better than right.
Wouldn't you love me better than
sufficient?
It's your air of assertive dominance.
You treat me like a princess but
still remain my king. You make me
want to follow as long as it's you that leads.
Behind you I want nothing more than to
be your strong black woman who praises
your accomplishments, soothes your fears
and insecurities, encourages you in your
plight to be a better man.
Your eyes.
Something lies within those sincere
ebony orbs. I can't help but be drawn
to the search for the secret they harbor.
My strong black man your energy is so
intense. You radiate beauty, iron will,
unbroken resolve to succeed despite
all obstacles. You live life with passion
and uphold a tradition of excellence.
Who can blame me for wanting to
stand strong beside you as your lioness,
your confidante, your partner in crime,
your lover?
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