A cute little poem inspired by a pattern from my English class. Post Twilight, preNew Moon drabble.
My Heart
His eyes, beautiful when golden, mysterious when black, hold me captive at a glance.
His ears, a frequent reminder of how cute he can be sometimes, listen to me as if I matter.
His nose, a confusing and dangerous thing, has me convinced he can't resist.
His taste, full of compassion and love, makes me wonder what he tastes when we kiss.
His touch, compelled by icy desire, sends my pulse skyrocketing.
I see him as a human being, though I know he's much more.
I hear him laugh and smile, all the time wanting to know what he's thinking.
I smell him on the wind, a scent I love and will never forget.
I taste him everywhere, wishing we were together.
I touch him, thinking of our differences and all we've been through.
As he holds me in his arms, I feel safe. My heart beats contentment.
Her eyes, an intriguing gray-green, sparkle with emotion when I look into them.
Her ears, attentive and all-hearing, hear my warnings but fail to hear them.
Her nose, as cute as a button, reminds me of our differences.
Her taste, new and exciting, I find so very hard to resist.
Her touch, warm with flowing , warms my soul in remembrance of my heart.
I see her as as a lamb, but know she is much stronger than one.
I hear her every word, though I wish I heard her every thought.
I smell her miles and miles away, and long to be with her wherever she is.
I taste her on the air, willing myself to both stay away and be with her.
I tough her cheek, longing to feel her warmth.
As I hold her in my arms, I feel her heartbeat. I cherish it as mine.
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