The Real Library
Gaston saw that joy was written all over her face
Like words of a book.
Her eyes were as beautiful
As calligraphy.
She was enchanted by the world of libraries
To him it was odd
But to the beast it was lovely.
Her mind was a bookshelf
Raw and full of new ideas.
She was not easily read
But one thing they all knew
Was that her heart was no beast.
She loved something that was but a beast.
She fixed the ripped pages that was his broken heart
And he became a her intriguing library - full of wonder.