“Tell me who i have to be
To get some reciprocity” 
This black love had strengthened its grip on me.
When black clouds weighed me down,
This Black girl’s smile could lift me from my worsened tendencies.
Tell me who I have to be. 
to experience black boy joy in its Entirety.
Black skin furthered melanated by the summer days.
Black thought level complexities. 
Black’s my favourite colour and you wear it so comfortably.
C’mon Black girl lemme praise you to infinity.
You rock me to my core. 
My heart has blackened and calloused over time. 
Black Habits are what are defining me.