I share not quite the name of a british lover of many
And when I close my eyes, I see a queen in front of me
Know that I am all blackness without a french woman
Who am I ? And don't mistake me for my loved one
Hint 1
Two of these lines are playing with the word, but maybe is it a little far fetched ?
Hint 2
The lover of many is also killer of many
The queen is really small
Without a french woman, I'm also without wings (still french)
Don't mistake me for my loved one, because so much people do