I luv a brotha….
With every fiber in me
I love the way you walk—with so much confidence and swag—You walk with authority
I even love the little bounce you got in your step
Man I luv a brotha
I love the way you talk—so much passion and power. I even love the switch up—country to professional to hood, I love it all.
Man I luv a brotha
From your locs to your dreads to your fros, your braids especially your fades.
Whether you have a beard or not I love it either way.
Man I luv a brotha
It’s your swag and how you own everything you wear—from a suit & tie with a clean cut to jeans and a white tee with the scruffy look. I love it all.
Man I luv a brotha
From the fairest tone all the way down to my chocolate brothas with gorgeous teeth. I love it all.
Let me pause right quick and acknowledge the smile. The smile that you try to cover—not wanting to take off your cool.
Captivating and invigorating
Man I luv a brotha
Sweet baby Jesus, man I luv a brotha…I love everything about you!
