She would have killed him
If she could.
In the Rhythm of her heart
His love is struck and chimed.
She wondered of the cliff to see if she could
Soar off the space and staggering heights
To squeeze the soul out Free!
He brought a Rose, She inhaled the aroma.
Her feet shuddered and her body trembled!
Bring the kiss before my very lips and melt it therein.
Were the words her trembling lips could utter.
Ones again trapped in the snarl of the BEAST
Possessed by the Air of swirling Passion
That soothes Less Pains than it brings.
He wished he could oil the knot he places on her.
But the Beast was I and the Knot that should leave!