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If one must inquire of the likes and dislikes
In loving a strong Black woman like you,
Then I would flood a town by disembodying dikes
In saying my towardly affection grew;
No one has ever looked so beautiful and smart,
But there was a wonderful hope for me yet;
You caught my weary eyes and stole my heart
To a point where I loved you that we met.

Darling, I had a very lachymose void
Until I made love with you for the first time;
You had given me a reason to not feel destroyed;
I was willing to transmute from tepid man of crime
To your passionate gentleman of each night
And the ecstatic fellow of your daydream;
After knowing you, I knew loving my race was right,
Because you became more to me as one may dream.

My only dislikes is there are none,
Because each dawn of waking at your side
Is my chance of cohabitation with the one;
The one who wiped my tear when I cried;
The one who I could relate with any situation,
But the one who I loved through and through;
You were the reward I receive for being so patient;
For, I believed that good things comes to you,
If you stay very strong and wait;
All I wanted to tell you was that I am grateful
For you being by my side at any state;
You've stood by me and til this day remain faithful.

Beauteously sorrel lady, let me hold you;
Let me sweet love to you again and again
And show you how much I care like I told you;
Let me satisfy the sensitive woman within