I call her my black ballerina because she keeps me on my toes...graceful as misty copeland's
complexion she gives my soul lessons each stare so detailed even to the grocery list suggestions. I call her my black ballerina because when she walk she floats...similar to spike lee cinema it appears the winds agree with her. Choreographed gravity candidly tip toeing happily seizing the moment (i want to be here forever....) pianos of janis joplin tickles the acoustics of my heart with each pump i can hear the reverb let’s follow the echo together.
It seems a metaphysical secret i contain this love in my spirit because my flesh is not capable of keeping it. Shots of 1738 multiplies my vision all i can do is blow a kiss lets move in harmony like a school of fish. I call her my black ballerina because she's precise pinpointing my shortcoming when she feels her intuition just not feeling right. I love her correction how heart does inspections love is a lesson I love her reflection.....we have synchronized souls. Let the angels become spectators i can see her halo in a dark world she glows. I call her my black ballerina because she ---keeps---me---on--my--toes.