Twilight
The sun is floating downward,
Casting a soft glow everywhere
The sky is celebrating the day ending
By shooting fountains of
Color upon the earth
A chill crosses the world
The dazzling stars show themselves
Which make the world look like a wonder
Then, as the last rays of sunlight fall,
The moon is brought out,
Making the world look picturesque
While Edward is watching this, he thinks of Bella, and how whenever he looks into her eyes, he can see the most beautiful twilight in them, (like this one)