black girl dance

black girl dance for me, your skin, a deep historic tapestry, embedded in your skin the fragrance of earth's natural coconut powder, from the cotton fields to the fields of queens of ghana, sprinkle me with your love and devotion, for you hold the black berry potion, no not the cell phone, but deep sensual oil that quenches the desert's thirst, bury me into your well, tell me your secrets, let me under your skin shade, farewell the tale of black is unequal to the definition of beauty, young and juve, as the night grows you grow more sexy, kiss me with your thick elegant lips, mesmerize me with your curvy hips, one i can't not resist, watching you dance, i enter hypnosis, body and mind left in a trance, i can't help but approach this unusual eloquent black ballerina whose movements got me locked in a fever, feverishly, dance with me, black girl dance for me,