Dangerous Obsession
Ode to Edward Cullen
His black eyes burned me
My pulse gone array
The heat within moved me
Lighting a fire through my veins
The pale perfection that was his face
left me wanting more for his sweet embrace
His thick brown hair with golden lights
Sent my fingers wandering for pure delight
Is he real or just my obsession?
This continues to be my burning question
No regrets for the sad mysterious man
Romance revived by the midnight hour at hand
He watches me sleep
Should I be afraid or stay as still as the moon
Either way my heart is his
whether my happiness follows or impending doom
