Edward's Promise
A/N: Just a random poem, after the wedding night. A day in the meadow…Forbidden fruit
Always tastes sweeter
When the stakes are high
And the risks are worth taking.
Gold eyes, soft warm eyes
Cold, alabaster skin shimmering
Like diamonds in the meadow
Our own paradise, our own Eden.
"Do you want this?"
He's stalling for time, his warm eyes concerned
He kisses me, holding me close then slowly pulling away
To touch my face, kiss my cheeks; kiss my mouth again
"Are you sure? There's no going back."
His voice is soft, solemn
He doesn't know my thoughts but I wish he did
To know I want to spend forever with him
To lay with him here in the meadow, content
Never die, never sleep.
"Yes,"
My voice is a whisper.
"You promised."
His laugh is soft but weak, his breath sweet on my skin
I concentrate only on him as he bends over,
His lips brush over my neck "I'll miss this." He whispers.
He means my heartbeat but I know those things fade and die.
His fingers touch my cheek and I bare my throat
"Bella?"
His voice is soft, more a statement then a question
There's pain in his eyes and strain in his beautiful voice
"Edward…?"He draws away, threading his fingers through my hair
Before clasping his hand with mine, icy but comfortable.
Bending over me again, his smell drugs me
I feel relief flood me as his flawless lips trace my throat…
He's murmuring my name, clinging to my warmth
To my blood's scent, the floral smell in my hair—
To the Bella Swan he knew all those months ago,
To the Bella he fell in love with and still loved—
His teeth finally sink in
The venom races…
And the apple bleeds.