if anything,
he's not a monster
he's not a man
however he is real
i didn't just dream him
i didn't just make him up
he's alive in my mind
and in my heart
my body is longing
to hear his voice
to feel the stillness
of his breath
my mind yearns
for his return
to look into his eyes
upon his sparkling face
alas i die
with each passing day
haft of me is gone
and only the shell remains
Author notes
this is written from Bella's point of view in the book eclipse
A contest entry
- Twilight-The Safest Time Of Day by SingMeToSleep.
850 points, ended March 3, 25 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I like this poem. I think it would be more fitting for New Moon than Eclipse, though. Also, there were a few spelling errors.
Thank you for entering and good luck.
-SingMeToSleep-

