Light blinding sunrise
And my skin lights up
Too small a shine
And too weak to recall
Not quite into blood,
Though I won’t say I haven’t
Taken a quick taste or two
Still, not my food at all
I’m not so fast,
Though not so slow.
Somewhere in the middle
Never more than a readable blur
But I can promise you
My heart beats strong
And it beats loud
And for you, it does sing;
Sing loud, sing proud
I have no team,
No shirts to show sides
I have no rivals
Just words and time
So hot is my skin,
Never cold to the touch
No icy chill in my arms
Just a warmth of the air
And I’m nowhere near
As godlike as most
I am nothing near compare
But I have at least two eyes…
A secondhand vampire
But first rate service
How could anyone ask for more?
I’m not perfect (far from it)
But is that what you see?
I see a living thing;
Full of life and youth,
Though time will pilfer them still
I will grow old as you will grow old
Not a happy time…
But one I share with you…
Not an Edward,
Just a Rayn.
I see no Bella,
Just pure and plain Terra
My eyes are not bronzed gold,
Nor my voice a baited charm,
Just this secondhand vamp
In a secondhand world.
Author notes
Before any of you say it, I know this is not my normal branch of poetry. This has more of a cute feel to it. All seriousness is out of the door, period. 
Yay for the coming holiday, eh?
Tell me what you think
Comments
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Awww!! That was a really, really, uberly cute read!
And I love it! From the moment it started, till the end.
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I'm not sure I can stand the cute. Seriously, it screams 'You blonde!' at me in so many different octaves. (lol/jk)
But I'm glad you liked it all the same...
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STAND IT, BLONDE! Jk, jk, ( Or am I? )
I love how it also keeps close to Twilight. :]
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