I want a white picket fence cascading down a field of white flowers that leads to a big white house
I want white rays of sunshine to pour across a white dove sitting on my white hammock which swings up on my white porch
I want to lie back and look at puffy white clouds dance around white planes jetting from place to place
Hell, I might even get a white dog with a white collar and name him whitey. I want my life so white it becomes pristine
I want to lie on my white leather couch and listen to music on my white radio and contemplate which white shirt I'm going to wear to slide into my all white truck
Ohhh Lord, I thank you for that empty color because it makes me appreciate that beautiful Black woman by my side that helped me build that picket fence
It makes me look at my woman in awe because we worked so hard to afford that two-story house in the country that whitey, our dog, loves so much
Our love is so good that we eat in our field of white flowers looking up at those puffy white clouds envisioning our trip we are planning on that white plane
Lying on her smooth brown skin, I can't help but look at God's beautiful white dove taking a breather on our comfy white hammock that we have enjoyed intense love-making on after we have come from driving our clean white truck
Hell, yall complain about a brotha liking white after his success?
Well, I say, do not worry my beautiful Black Queen for I shall surely show you the real meaning of the betrayed phrase by which many a brotha has been measured and scorned
I appreciate you allowing me to build this white life for you because you are deserving of it. Your omnipotence is my justification for everything in my existence
Now, lay back and breathe easy on those white sheets, in that white room, while my Black prince enters our loving world and is placed into my strong Black hands; as I shed a white tear
Thank God for you loving me enough to give me my white life...my beautiful Black Queen
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