Black is the smell of nice luxury car leather seat and the smell of ash after a fire.

Black is the sight of dark tonight and a room with no light at night.

Black is the taste of dark chocolate and Pepsi.

Black is the sound of wolf at night and sad music.

Black is the touch of my hair, my car, and my suit.

The age of Black is very old as the age of planet earth.

Black moves like the way people deal with their life.