I want me a black woman,
I swear I want me a black woman
Dark, deep, soot black skin,
You see, to me it doesn't matter
I want me a black woman
I want me a black woman
In my eyes; No, I mean, in my heart,
If you didn't hear me ther first time,
let me say it again . . .
I want me a black woman
A black woman doesn't have to say
a word
because her very presence
speaks volumes whenever she enters
and wherever she may be.
Her head shaven bald or
tracks down her back,
it doesn't matter to me . . .
so long as she's black!
Now don't get me wrong
I mean, it's like, well look around for yourself,
I want me a black woman
The black woman I envision
Some people accept what life gives them
I want me a black woman,
I want me a black woman . . .
That's it!
That's enough!
By: Nathaniel Booker
4 foot 11 or 6 foot 7,
the shorter the more grounded,
the taller the closer to . . . heaven,
I want me a black woman
Thick kiss-able lips, nice grip-able hips,
straightened out, permed out, dreaded out,
blown-out hair . . .
It doesn't matter and I don't care . . .
I want me a black woman
Mother Nature's finest creation
and a black man's greatest asset.
Hard working, to the point,
she never surrenders
and her heart never quits,
when she rests she sits but she doesn't
rest on her . . . ass(ets).
two hundred and fifty pounds or
90 pounds soaking wet, rail thin.
She can say mine or mines,
test or tesses . . .
because my test she's already passed
and I'm attracted to her heart
and not just the curve or her . . . ass(ets)
I really don't know how to express it
or just what to say,
but I crave a black woman,
can't live without a black woman,
and if I have to then let me live
out the rest of my days blind,
because I'd rather see nothing at all,
than to walk around everyday in the presence of
the black woman that I am so head over heels in
love with,
but lacking the blessing
of having her in my life . . .
black women are and always will be appreciated,
and as long as I live, you will never be under-rated
or degraded and although other men may debate it,
to me you're never a bitch or a 'hoe'
and I'm just letting you know,
that you're anxiously anticipated
and let me just say . . . wait, it's
not enough just to say it,
I feel it in here (my heart)
and life without a black woman
is the thing that I fear.
and don't misunderstand,
there's beauty in every woman . . .
but black women just . . .
you'll never find beauty and strength like this
in any place else . . .
will be my lover and friend,
I'll get into her and depend on her
'til my days come to an end.
and others settle for the hand that they're dealt,
but I won't accept or settle,
I want what's in my words to be felt.
I can't express this enough . . .
Copyright © 2003 Nathaniel Booker