A Perfect Jewel

A beauty and a beast
but an adamant friendship they share.
The beast sees her inner beauty
and she sees past his monstrous frame.
Words like arrows sink deep
into their hearts.
Happiness bleeds from within.
They turn together in the dance.
The smiles on their faces aren't masks.
This is no masquerade;
nothing is hidden in this friendship.
The beast looks upon his treasure.
She is a perfect jewel, fashioned
ever so beautifully.
Every facet is more amazing than the next
and he can see a bit of himself in
every one,
though in each reflection, he is no longer
a beast.