Black girl chronicles

Admired each other from afar, I saw his sweet honey brown eyes undressing my soul, he said he loves my lips the lips of a black woman so sweet and sensual with a slight curve when they lift for her smile, as juicy as a plum dipped in the river Nile, my heart skipped a beat…. I told him black men are smooth black lagoons dipped in honey suckled chestnut with a golden brown finish, he kissed me on my forehead opening the third eye that had long been closed, together we shall create a dynasty, me a queen to his King crowned in the royalty of love….