MIDNIGHT HEART | BNWO GOONLOOP | 4K

You have sat for fake queens before. you paid for the costume, the throne, the act, and you walked away with your heart still in your chest, because none of them were real enough to take it.i am.from the moment you press play, you are falling. falling looks like standing in front of me. then kneeling. then bowing. then your forehead pressed to the floor of my court, understanding it was never a choice. cards rain down around my throne. hearts fall through my world. everything here moves when i move, and all of it moves around me.i do not chase. i do not convince. a real queen never has to. you will know me by how low you go, by how your eyes never leave me, by the heart you are already holding out like an offering.it was never yours to keep. it beats for a black woman now, and it stays where i put it: in my hand, in my court, at the foot of my throne.kneel lower. fall further. welcome to the court of the real one.