The Blackness
Black grapes dangling from a vine...
the darker the skin, the sweeter the wine
Black clouds erupting across the sky...
raindrops flowing profusely, echoing a Nubian cry
Black soil with all of its minerals and hidden richness...
solid terrain for life and growth, a cornerstone for human bliss
Black midnight with bright stars abound...
the peace and calm of night projects promise as
a new day comes around
Black coffee, no sugar, no cream...
a taste nothing less than bold, if you know
what I mean
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