Edward Cullen -- a sonnet
My love is as cold as an icy stone,
Yet he is not as hard as one, but soft;
His voice is like a velvet baritone.
My heart begins to gallop as it oft;
His tousled bronze hair does sway in the breeze
He sits by the moon while twilight draws near
The wind howls like a wolf around the trees
There he sits, motionless, with a stone ear
Listening to my heartbeat, ever fast
The wolf-wind howls in protest with his kiss
Eternal things like our love deemed to last
It breaks; he moves on, the wolf wind won't miss
"It will be as if I never existed"
If only you knew that tears existed.
A/N: Thanks for reading… xD. My friend KT and I wrote some sonnets in English class, all based on twilight characters.
And I know that the quote "It will be as if I never existed" should be "it will be like I never existed" but it wasn't ten syllables for iambic pentameter so I didn't use the correct quotation… sorry about that… if you're a picky "twihard". Lol.