Hi all, do you remember that I told you about how much a Master means to a sub/slave, how he is her complete world. A friend after reading something I gave her wrote a poem, which I think says it all. I asked her if I could put it on the site and she was very pleased, so here it is. I hope you feel the way I did after reading it.
by Kesha Amat
Watching the blood shed from afar, choking on worry,
Fighting back the tears as she watches her Master fall to his knees,
Watching the man of no cast glaring at his sword,
Where her Master's blood embraces the sheen of the blade...
She yells out as her Master draws his last breath,
Cut short by the deep penetration of the blade,
Shadowing his body, locking her slender fingers around his dark raven mane,
Laying her head on his chest hearing nothing but echoes,
As she whispers in her Master’s ear...
This girl promises she will forever remain yours.