Edward Cullen - Poem by kaitlain twitchett
He touched my cheek with his cold fingers,
As i looked into his golden eyes,
I could feel a love rise,
When he pressed his cold lips against mine.
I knew we were meant to be,
Together in harmony,
Edward and me.
soon to join is Renesmee!
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