Beauty To His Beast

 I am the Beauty to his Beast. He allows me to  stroke that special spot in his mind. I show him a Queen thats more like an Angel without wings . Beauty, Breathtaking like a cool breeze in the summer,  eyes are priceless diamonds that conquer any task to taste his mind and his sweetest thoughts, so unique and so exotic from a rushing River to a calm sea. For him this beauty is endless not just talking  outer beauty but the beauty that's within .  A shooting star on a warm summer night can't compete with thee. For him my eyes have a hint of crazy mixed with truth from my pain to the sweetest parts of me. He touches me without hands. I'm open minded and beautiful. Simply Amazing is how he decribes me. I pull him close our breaths become one. This Beauty has once again connected with her Beast..©Jacaima Cooper