The Man's Desires
He has a white woman to keep face,
And a black mistress for is delights.
The Black Queen
This one belonged in the cabin
With moss growing on its sides,
Inside this apartment with
It’s smell of dancing forests
Here he enjoyed honey
And the most potent wines
The woman who lived
In a glass case,
She is the chest that
Keeps his high pleasure
And guards his secrets.
The White Empress
She is what ancient
Literature has called
The old Hollywood glamour,
Even Venus would have struck
Her down if the clouds did not
Shield her from the heavens,
This woman brought him honour
From all corners of the earth
For she had Shirley Caesar magic.
But it was always the moss covered
Cabin that he would spend his nights,
This man wanted the entire earth,
And thought he had acquired it;
Until he met the cappuccino princess.
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