Saturday, August 1, 2009

aakk!! my irrational obsession with edward cullen! lol..

skin as cold as ice
eyes so intense they look through your soul
a face-pale as if dead
yet.the smile of a god.

touch-lights a spark
feel the whiff of a scent so crazy
closer-don't breathe.don't move.

feel the rush flow through your veins
throw yourself into the sky.fall.
keep falling.

a binding grip breaks the fall.
freeze.lay still.
the wind seeps by-sound of crisp autumn leaves
stay still.intense.stare.

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