In the moonlit night, shadows dance and sway,
An ebony grace in a world of gray.
Whispering winds sing a silent song,
Of black beauty, where hearts belong.

Raven tresses fall like midnight rain,
A cascade of dreams, free from pain.
Eyes like onyx, deep and bright,
Reflecting stars in the velvet night.

The mystique of darkness, a serene embrace,
An aura of strength, a timeless grace.
In every stride, a tale is told,
Of courage and beauty, fierce and bold.

Through twilight’s veil, a story unfolds,
Of black beauty, in whispers and holds.
A symphony of shadows, pure and true,
Celebrating the night, in hues of blue.