Beauty of the Beast
There is always such beauty one
finds in a woman
Even that to which she finds in
herself can be enticing
Her love brighter than yonder stars,
strong as a man's soul
Yet the touch of her curves drive a
man insanely wild
What is it about love so strong, essence of her fragrance alone is love itself
Tenderness of her soul fragile
but boldly built
Her juices drip not even that
of a tear should fall
Love of a true woman only
respect earns loyalty
But only love gains access to
hardened heart
Her mind quiet,her motives untamed by disturbance
Beauty of the Beast,to love is
to be devoured
Heat of her passion be strong wrath and blood drip
But her mind, her heart saids take
me and love me
Feel my inner soul's darkness and
demons rule there
Love with caution the signs warn
Copyright © Steve Harvell | Year Posted 2021
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