Loathing Myself; Loving You

Before you read this - Yes it is about Edward from the "Twilight Series" Mainly from book one's perspective.
I love the character, the actor in the movie is good, though not exactly what I pictured. I hope you enjoy and to read more about these characters - Please PLEASE pickup the series they are well worth the read!

Beast, Predator, Soulless,
I sit reading the minds of those all around,
though one, I cannot read, not one thought.
I look where you are your heart shaped face is turned in my direction
though I still hear not one shred of thought.

The day flows; time is meaningless, endless.
Fitting in somewhere near the fringe,
alone here in this endless time, my interest lost, until in you walk.

Suddenly the monstrous thing in me is
AWAKENED your blood calls to me.

How I had thought I concurred all,
now I am no more than the soulless predator
plotting how I will accomplish my goal.

Still your thoughts are hidden from me,
motionless, breathless trying to hold the predator at bay.
The urge lingers and I stiffen moving as far as I can away from temptation.

Finally, time moves forward and the sound I have been awaiting, I finally hear.
I move quickly too quickly to get away from temptations flavor.
Time speeds up and I think of nothing except the silent mind.
I quickly find and fill the need with flavors not as rich as the ones
I will never taste that emanates from one I cannot hear.
I should stay away,
yet I do not have the strength.

In resistance, I return and find intrigue in the silent mind.
You are a fragile, flower with a smell that temps.
How I long to posses and cannot.

You are drawn to me though I am sure it is the facade not me.
I watch when you are unaware in your dreams you speak my name.
My un-beating heart lifts in joy to hear my name on your lips.

Now the day has come and I find I have not
the will or strength to stray far from you.
I must know what it is that you feel, think and do.
The feeling of predator is little though it is still within;

your fragile beauty dazzles me as none ever has.
The beast seems poised now not to kill but in protection,
least any single thing cause harm.

Never, should you be what I am;
Yet I want you to be with me always.

Things I thought I would never feel as dead as I am,
soulless and without a heart, the silent mind has brought.

Above all my silent heart can feel that you should never have met me;
I am your destruction even as you say
I am your life.