Sometimes love finds us when our hope is fading, and the Twilight is setting in. It leads us safely through the darkest nights when the New Moon fills the cloudy skies. As it blossoms and grows, it's sparkling light is enough to Eclipse the brightness of the Breaking Dawn
Our Edward, who art in Forks,
Hallowed be thy sparkles.
Thy Volvo comes,
thy will be fast,
on Earth as it is in the meadow.
Give you this day our daily blood,
Posted on April 16, 2009 at 2:27pm — 1 Comment