My black prince standing brave and proud,
noticeable to all, in even the largest crowd.
Definitely a beautiful sight to see,
and the best part of all ~ this prince belongs to me.
Many a man observes your grace,
but few can seem to match your pace.
You walk with a confidence that is unmistakably yours,
that make other men envious, right down to their cores.
You stand steadfast in your opinions and feelings,
carefully choosing those for your few select dealings.
Your presence is like the wind, strong and unseen,
body perfectly maintained, muscles cut and lean.
Ah, yes. My black prince indeed!
By Sylvia Porter-Hall