The Man In Black

I am on the hunt for the man in black,

I cannot deny his love,

Though sometimes overtime I mistaken him for Jack,

He disappears as lovingly as a dove,

He turns corners in light speed,

He is always a wonderful love,

I’ve come to a realization he is what I need,

I was one when I was younger ,

When he and I were much stronger ,

We felt so strong about both our hunger,

We were both most closest to Danger,

In the labyrinth I ran after him,

The closer it gets, the deeper,

The quicker the lights dim,

I want him for him,

all to myself to show him PDA in my own Singing hymns,

The expression of Love and Tenderness,

Have met its Match,

Not made his mess,

I am a man who loves a woman who is black,

After I said that I am clear again… That I am a man that knows Jack!