Jacob (Twilight) Poem by Carol Ball

So warm is your skin
In the coldest storm
I would simply hold you
And the cold wouldn't find me in your arms

Your beautiful black hair
Shining like a ravens feathers
Smooth as silk
I could run my fingers through it all day

Your skin so soft
A russet brown
Like the oh so sweet color
Of the redwood trees bark

Your eyes so dark
So full of passion and pain
I could see your soul through them
Let me gaze into your eyes all day

I love you Jacob Black
You've imprinted on me
I love you my werewolf friend
But it isn't enough...