Black Queen Poetry II

So there's a twist to this ideal woman... Apparently,

AWAKE:

I sit in this chair.
Staring at the thin air
Into which my Black Queen vanished.
She's gone but she was never here.
While I mourn her death,
In my mind, she arrives.
She enters my presence.
I feel her aura... Time stops...
As I stop and stare
Into her beautiful dark eyes
With a shine as if the Sun rises in them.
Her glowing smile awakes me to a dream.
Her presence personifies pleasure.
Pleasurable physique, pleasurable psyche.
She pleasures me
As I perplex her with my personality.
I peek into her nature: pristine,
A proper Black Queen.
My Black Queen is so addictive,
I'm unable to let go. I'm addicted to her
Although she's an addict.
My Black Queen is flawed.
Corrupted by White.
My Black Queen needs White Girls,
"Why girl?", I asked my queen...
She said its unexplainable...
So she prepared a line for me.
Regal high. Feeling lost.
Connection so profound.
Corrupted Black Queen,
For the sake of White.
Corrupted for the sake of you, is ME.

OVERDOSE

Author's Note

Don't Feed the Trolls.

Reviews

[CecilA]

A fascinating disappointment to my addiction to your illusive Black Queen. Regardless of the temporary need of white assistants, she will regain her balance in life and be back to her real self in no time. We just have to be patient and lure her with our irresistible male charm. As in a game of Chess, a black Queen needs her black King. Lets put our two noble Black Knights into service and lure her back to the right side of the board; the winning side. Be on guard; now that I've seen her, I'll attempt to steal her away. May the best King win. I believe you need a sequel to see who will win her devotion as you and I joust and lure her away from her unnatural affection. Game on!

[Sibling]

As always you bring about an interesting NEW perspective to the piece. So far we have a speaker who sees his perfect woman (but subsequently wakes up as it was but a day dream) *part 1* then we further see this dude actually meeting a more realistic Black Queen who is corrupt and corrupts him. Initially,I wanted it to end there with the classic theme of a corrupt lover ending one's innocence (a la Adam and Eve,or Samson and Delilah,etc) but now that you bring up THIs viewpoint I guess I need to find a poetess who'd be willing to write from the black queen's viewpoint. And remember,its not me being a black king its her being a queen that gives me kingship only to die by my affections for her...so idk how it'll all work out if the sequence continues,could be GREAT though.

[CecilA]

Don't ever let me ever interfere with your original intent or put any kind of stress on you. That's not my intent. I merely share my thoughts incase you are seeking confirmation or help. I'm a novice; just here to learn from writers like you.