Beauty and the Beast

I see his beauty but not yet the liar,

To look at him is to fall,

And to dance with desire,

To dig deeper in love,

To dream better dreams,

To float in his glove,

And be bursting at the seams,

As I fall down,

I finally see his heart,

But it's black and twisted,

Ugly and tart,

I finally see him through his disguise,

Under a mask of beauty is a soul of hate,

A mouth of lies,

I start to look down,

And see the irony in the fate that I found,

I fell in love with the beast,

And then I hit the ground...