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| The soft light shines off your black skin, | ||
| and the fury within your soul drives | ||
| your love like 100 wild horses running | ||
| uncontrollably into my heart and life. | ||
| Your passion is wild and free, and | ||
| attempts to harness your energy into | ||
| a claim that one can call their own | ||
| shows how foolish a man can be. | ||
| There are no boundaries to whom | ||
| you express you love physically, | ||
| and you ride the range of emotions | ||
| over the valleys and hills of time. | ||
| You will always be my black beauty. | ||
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| This Web site is copyrighted © 1998-2005 by Michael Hall | ||
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