So The Lion Fell In Love With The Lamb

Here we are
Lying like we're dead
In a meadow that matched our beauty
Everything he said
Slowly being put together
In my head
I imagined sharp teeth
Burning my neck
The way we spoke
The words all bundled up
In the shining sun
And the love of the moment
I don't want it end
But it will sometime
And when I'll look back on this
I'll give him a kiss
And here we can lay again
But next time
It will never end.
♠ ♠ ♠
A rather cute poem about Edward and Bella in the scene where they're laying in the meadow.

"Lying like we're dead" was based off of the fact that in the movie, they're laying in weird positions like someone killed them... ha.