the beauty and a beast

just a child the girl was young
he was older with a silk tongue
he showed her magic, reared her well
slowly trapping her within his spell

she saw her life though a beautiful prism
that soon would be her glass dome prison
naïve and innocent she knew no better
as he molded her for his own pleasure

they where happy till she grew a bosom
then he left, he had no interest in a woman