Beastly Beauty
Mean from the start, depicted by fury.
A beast lies in you, from the belly of your torment
Sour & snarling, with each word you spill.
Lonely is your heart, unwilling to chill.
Severely damaged goods, not my fault.
Feel the coldness in the air, gone as you depart.
Not a sight for sore eyes, whenever you pass by.
Even your shadow, quivers with despise.
Somehow in this lunacy, a twinkle emerges
From your eyes. A gesture pass that dark, shallow
Exterior. A interior full of light.
Gaze seemed so gloomy, now seen so bright.
A roaring echo rumbles, into a sweet lullaby,
By night.
Beauty lost & found, in the strangest place.
Bewildered but transformed, love has found its place.
Copyright © Cherie Thomas | Year Posted 2013
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