I now believe ,
That being black is beauty.
She sparks my whole being,
With the glamorous temptation.
Fabulous you are my inamorota,
To live without you my beauty.
I will be fooling myself
You leave me with alternative.
But to fall in love with you,
My neck of the woods is,
filled up with art pieces of you.
Giving me comfort of ur presence.
R