Like an empty sail takes the sea,
the sky was in her eyes,
swell with the glorious
shimmer of the stars.
Her heart a library of love,
riddled by the tales of the
beauty in her beast.
She was struck by his
matchstick red love.
Side-note
Two of my favourite Christmas movies 😊
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