She smiles, I smileShe walks, no she glides softly by me changing night into dayShe opens her mouth to speak, and so sounds ring in my headShe speaks, and I want to dance to her rhythmShe moves ever so gently, increasing my desires,As I place my arms around her waist,Hold and squeeze unto me,I want to melt into her body, and discover the base of her warmthHer beautiful black body that, no human mind could ever conceiveShes loveShes truthShes real, as real as the stars that shine in the heavensAs real as the sun that bathes her body,As real as the moon that glows and the birds that sing and the roseThat blossoms in spring for she is that roseAnd not just any rose,But a black rose,Black rose stands tall and stronger than any other plantA black rose, that stands as creator, of nations ofBlack roseThat never loses her petals, and blossoms all year roundBlack rose,Sweet rose,Thornless roseEternal rosePlease look my way,Please look my wayPlease look my wayBHLAKHROZE
