Beauty and the BeastA Poem by Jane SmithDo you see her
standing there? With thick curly
golden hair Mesmerizing turquoise
eyes Innocent, happy,
angelic, wise Are you watching her
ivory gown? Graciously pooling on
the marble ground Snuggly fitting her
bodacious physique Melodious words,
tongue in cheek. Tinkling laughter
filling the room Naïve bud awaiting
bloom Drenched in perfection
from head to toe She’s the girl
everyone wishes to know But look a little
closer, what do you see? A scarlet scar on her
knee And as I watch her
eyes turn black With a snap her bones
crack She grows taller,
muscular, and clear Jagged incisors,
exposed sneer Fur budding from lithe
skin This is what she’d
always been Sharpened talons slash
open my chest Crimson seeping from
my breast Reaching in, she
clasps my heart Twisting and jerking
she tore it out Pulsating, throbbing,
in her beasty palm Midnight eyes no
longer aplomb Licking slimy cracked
lips I saw my heart in her
grips She made me watch her
devour it Watched my blood blend
with spit Watch her peel my arteries
away One by one, I watch
with dismay Now I am a part of her With her blood, my
blood does stir Oh what a masochistic feast © 2013 Jane SmithReviews
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StatsAuthorJane SmithAboutI am an aspiring poet, dancer, and a student. I recently started using the internet to share my poems so i'm new to all this. Read my work and let me know what you think. more..Writing
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