Beauty's Beast: A Bitter Sweet Poem

A girl who is a werewolf goes on a small journey that she'll never forget.

Excitement coursed through her,

like a drug coursing through a vein.

Her skin transformed to fur,

and her hair became like a lion's mane.

The bones in her body shift and crack,

her painted nails became claws.

Her t-shirt tore off her back,

her well-manicured hands turn into paws.

Beauty howled at the moon,

her newly formed tail hangs.

She knew it would happen,but not this soon,

Being a werewolf, she needed to sooth the hunger pangs.

Beauty knew what she hungered for,

Blood. So delicious and sweet.

She knew when she tasted it that she'd want more,

Not just the blood, but the human meat.

Beauty ran through the woods with food on her mind,

She needed to find someone who was alone.

As she was running, she heard a rustling from behind,

Then she heard a muffled scream and then the cracking of bone.

The hair on her back rose,

she turned around to find the source of the scream.

Behind a bush; a large figue stood, looked at het, and then froze,

A werewolf. A viscous fiend.

The monstrous creature glared at her with hatred in its eyes,

It was so much bigger then her, for it was a male.

If they had to fight to the death, she knew she would die,

The screaming came from an old woman; Beauty could see her face from under his tail.

The werewolf had fur as dark as the blackest of nights,

and as tall as the smallest of giants.

His teeth were long and Clorox-bleach white,

and as the beasts stared at each other, all became silent.

Beauty backed away slowly, but he stood his ground.

She turned around so that she could finish her quest,

He quickly ran past her,then looked back; maybe not a monster but a friend she had found.

She proceeded forward with him for he was not an enemy but a mysterious guest.

Beauty sniffed the air to find a trace of someone with her heightened sensem

She looked at him, and he was doing the same.

Alcohol and cigarette smoke; a man across the street leaning on a fence.

Tonight, he and Beauty planned to maul and maim.

The two hellions of the night lept across the street,

The poor guy didn't even have a chance to scream because he grabbed his face.

Beauty bit his neck and felt his pulse with her tongue as the man delieved his last heart beat,

The werewolves devoured their prey and didn't leave any to waste.

Beauty lay next to him and she noticed the scar on his cheek,

she wanted to rub ger hand over it; her human hand.

She was so close to him that she could see his nostrils flare and faintly feel the heat,

She knew when the morning came that he would be gone and she'd never know this man.

She awoke alone with a blanket barely covering her body,

An over-sized jacket and a pair of jeans were placed next to her.

He left without a goodbye, not even a note telling his name or that he was sorry,

she grabbed the clothes and a patch of hair fell out onto the ground; not hair, a patch of black fur.

It was him. He left her something that she'd always remember him by,

She knew that she would never see him again.

Did she care if she seen him again? Yes, but why?

Would she always think about what could have been?

Days and weeks went by, and she still couldn't control her thoughts,

whenever she saw a boy at school and he looked at her, she'd think it was him.

Her heart would start to race and her stomach would tie in knots,

But then he'd continue on his way. Beauty realized the chances of seeing him were dim.

One day when Beauty was walking to class, which was on the top floor,

She tripped and dropped her textbooks on the ground.

As she was picking them up, a boy came out of a classroom door,

She didn't look up to notice him, but he knew who he had found.

Beauty stood up and a boy was there to help,

he smiled from ear to ear, his shiny white teeth were gleaming.

She knew that instance who he was. What a bitter sweet hand she'd been dealt,

She was so happy that she thought she was dreaming.

Bitter sweet it was,

turning into a werewolf every full moon was a horrible curse.

But at that moment she knew she was in love,

Ever since Beauty was cursed, life had fallen apart, but now things wouldn't go from better to worse.

He said his name was Brian and that he looked for her for weeks but eventually quit trying,

Beauty said she also looked for him.Then she touched the scar on his cheek.

He touched the hand that wa son his face and Beauty almost started crying,

The warm feeling that she got from being around him made her weak.

He grabbed her waist and pulled her close,

He put his lips to hers and they kissed. In those seconds, they drifted off into oblivion together.

He pulled away and told her that there were planty more kisses to come and that was just a small dose,

Beauty started to laugh and she envisioned them being together forever.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

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Reviews

[Lorraine]

I love the story for it's such a unique twist to the classic tale. You have a wonderful style at narrating, although some parts (like their second meeting) seem rushed. Somehow, I think it's going to be a lot better if it's a story instead of a poem. The plot is really nice, and can work well with a short story.

Keep Writing. ^___^

[**The-Excuse-Queen**]

really awesome!!

[DizzyDemons]

I really like it. The flow is different than most things and in my opinion different is good. Keep up the good work!

[Star Wolf]

Wow. This was fantastic, really amazing. What a great job you did. I really love this story/poem. I agree with Ashtha, it really does keep you hooked.

[Ashtha]

That;s really amazing. Its kinda long, but it really keeps you hooked. I couldn't stop till I'd finished reading it.

[Lexi =]]

Wow I love this. It seems more like a story though but its still very good and well written. I wasn't gonna read it cause i hate reading longs poems but when i started it caught my interest. It pulled me in and made me want to read it more. This is probably the best of any poem ive ever read. I love the fantasy
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