Black Woman

She captured me in her sexiness with her gravitational pull. Her gravitational pull tugs at my essences. The heat she emit would make Satan sweat. Her earth tone skin have men erupting like volcanoes. With a smile as bright as the sun you chase away the sorrow that clouds my life. With skin that rivals the marvels of the universe time itself stands still and take notice. With the moon for your crown and the earth for your throne you give a whole new meaning to the title My Ms. Universe. Written by Keith Edward Baucum