A Queens Banquet

Friendship and the realities of being attracted to the same Women

 

              A Queen’s Banquet…

 

 

In a perfect world, this all would be true,

my loyalty as a friend; always to you.

 

I tried, I did, I said the right words, but the

reality of my longing, was all that she heard.

 

If it helps you to know, we talked about you.

I said that I couldn’t, she said you were thru.

 

Somewhere in all that, her logic became real.

I had to take a moment and touch what I feel.

 

No longer about you, so far from being me,

the reality of this woman, this beauty, our

Queen.

 

At one point you said you loved her. Longed

for her. Ached. I felt that too, with just a pinch

of your hate.

 

We both entered willingly, into a game born of

magic, our ignorance of it’s rules, making it all

the more tragic... 

 

It wasn’t about you, or ever about me, the truth

of it all…

                          she needed to feed.

         

                       Yvette Shaw

 

 

 

Reviews

[Katherine Moure]

Hello. You were one of four finalists for my satirical contest! Thank you for entering and thank you for writing!

[Angel's Lady]

Wow. Intense. Great write! Good job for sure!