black poems
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love poem – black love
my fingers curled up in her hair,she trusts me,i keep her secure all the time,she loves me,what ever she needs,i provide,until the end of time,she is mine,if I am ready to roll,she is ready to ride,i am my happiest,when she is by my side,we don’t fear to express,we created a lane for our love to… Continue reading
