Edward Cullan
In the point of view of Isabella Swan
Vivacious muscles of his covers me in warmth, even though they are cold
Amber and whiskey colored eyes search for mine
Makes my blood rush, both in fear and desire
Playful laughter rings in my ears
Irresistible scent takes over my senses
Relentlessly would obliterate anyone who would harm me
Exceptions are made through understanding hearts
I Don't know if this is good or not. I changed one word in this poem (ooh such a change) because i wanted to . this is a re-post because of that one word.