i wrote this poem about the second time bella is 'riding' on edwards back!becasue she likes it the second time!

he lifts his hard yet soft cold fingers and intwines them in mine.His golden eyes looked into mine as if to say; do not be afraid loved one.gently he lifts me onto his arched back, and suddenly i am flying. My feet are no longer touching the wet mossy ground but are wrapped around my soulmate:my love. This feeling i have never felt;exillerating. With the wind gently blowing on my hair and the crisp sound of the birds singing high above us. This feeling of running but yet soaring felt the impossible.

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