In the shadows, untouched, the cage sat.
I watched people pass.
A few approached and wandered away.
Some stayed a little while, but they too wandered off
when the Beast wouldn't wake.
I crept near the cage, footsteps quieted,
head pounding.
I mustered all my bravery in my blood.
There he lay, curled up.
His dark chocolate brown black hair mussed,
muscles rippling.
Eyes closed, unaware of my entrance.
Breathe tooted softly from his nose,
trapped behind the steel bars.
I slipped a hand into a worn pocket, fishing around
for the tiny silver key.
Why didn't any one else have the key?
It was in my pocket, not theirs.
The key's delicate neck clicked in the lock.
His eyes shot open, body stanced for an attack.
He looked at me with the deep hazelnut eyes.
Immediately enchanted, I approached.
He pounced, pinned me, teeth out,
held me to his chest.
But instead of fear, passion overtook me
and drove me to free the Beast from the cage.
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