The Beauty and The Beast
The Conquer and The Essence
She was there naked in all her beauty
wanting to meet with him
saw his back in a dark medieval frock
huge feet walking away
three heads on a string in hand
one blonde, one red haired and one without name
to the left of the field he walked
while she spoke through her bitter tears
to a deeply gentleman one
yet trying to hold the bitterness at bay
- he was a roving one.
He thought he had conquered
three lost loved ones back
given in symbols’ form
life from her soul and innermost heart
...nothing wrong with mending a past...
yet hoped for some words of love from him
but he left the scene
never to be seen again.
In a dream world she patted the head
of the “unknown” yet oh so loved one.
She did not recognize him right away
with a coat made of flakes of salty tears
flaked like a bitter dragon‘s.
However the essence of this dragon was
and is forever more
of deep and pure kindness made
patted she fondly the dragon‘s head
the poetic one with the golden tears
smiled back to her face
as she left the dream
for another story to begin.
with someone playful and fun even...
In Lightness, as this “happened” once upon a time, many moons ago now...:))”