Blood trickling down my neck,
The warmth incredibly good,
the pain unbelievably real.
Crimson stains my cold white skin.
I can hardly believe this is happening,
It feels right but it's so wrong.
Hysterically laughing at the irony,
I am being born again.
No one can control me, hurt me, change me...
Apart from you, my eternal love,
The centre of my universe.
But this moment is ours only.
As I slowly forget the pain down my spine,
I am lost in your arms,
With your mouth around my neck,
I am safe,
with God's deadliest creature,
my immortal vampire.
Wow-very twilight-very good.
nice style there-you have a lotof different styles in you poems-well in the few that ive read-i like that. bit of variety.
id like to know what u think of my poem "set me free", would you take a look? its also about a vampire. but not twilight per se.
anyway-back to you :P once again i give you a 5/5
aish