I love you
My black brother
My king

You make me feel good
I get weak
In the knees

You make me high
You make
My heart sing

You make my toes curl
And my long strands
Of hair stand

Melanin rich
And so
Full of love

Hard as a rock
Yet as soft
As a dove

Your love for me is pure
I've never
Been so sure

I want what I want
And that's your
Chocolate cure

The warmth of your embrace
The touch
Of your hand

Sweating from the heat
In the palm
Of my hand

Oh my strong brother
So sacred
And beautifully crafted

You've won my affection
I'm hooked on you
Like a drug habit