poetry

Beauty and Savage Beast

Once I met a savage beast

He made me fall in love

Everyone feared for me

They wanted to protect me

I needed protection from myself

Who loves a beast?

Who thinks he is harmless?

—-

Once I met a savage beast

Who fought for me

Who defended me with his life

Who protected me to no end

Who believed in all the good I am

—-

Once I met a savage beast

Who was taken away from me

By his Pride for they feared for him

They feared what he was turning into

For he was no longer the beast they used to know

He was more forgiving, a bit respectful and caring

Once I was loved by a savage beast.

© Booky Glover, 2017

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