Crystal Wolf GD
~ The Rose ~
Some say love it is the river
that drowns the tender reed.
Some say love it is the razor
that leaves your soul to bleed.
Some say love it is a hunger
an aching endless need.
I say love it is a flower
and you, it's only seed.
It's the heart afraid of breaking
that never learns to Dance.
It's the dream afraid of waking
that never takes a chance.
It's the one who wont be taken
who cannot seem to give,
and the soul afraid of dying
that never learns to live.
When the night has been to lonely
and the road has been too long,
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong,
just remember in the winter
far beneath the bitter snows
lies the seed
that with the sun's love in the spring
becomes the Rose
(written by Amanda MCBride)
DEATH OF AN INNOCENT
I went to a party, Mom, I remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom, so I drank soda instead.
I really felt proud inside, Mom, the way you said I would.
I didn't drink and drive, Mom, even though the others said I should.
I know I did the right thing, Mom, I know you are always right.
Now the party is finally ending, Mom, as everyone is driving out of sight.
As I got into my car, Mom, I knew I'd get home in one piece.
Because of the way you raised me, so responsible and sweet.
I started to drive away, Mom, but as I pulled out into the road,
the other car didn't see me, Mom, and hit me like a load.
As I lay there on the pavement, Mom, I hear the policeman say
the other guy is drunk, Mom, and now I'm the one who will pay.
I'm lying here dying, Mom ... I wish you'd get here soon.
How could this happen to me, Mom? My life just burst like a balloon.
There is blood all around me, Mom, and most of it is mine.
I hear the medic say, Mom, I'll die in a short time.
I just wanted to tell you, Mom, I swear I didn't drink.
It was the others, Mom. The others didn't think.
He was probably at the same party as I.
The only difference is, he drank and I will die.
Why do people drink, Mom? It can ruin your whole life.
I'm feeling sharp pains now. Pains just like a knife.
The guy who hit me is walking, Mom, and I don't think it's fair.
I'm lying here dying and all he can do is stare.
Tell my brother not to cry, Mom. Tell Daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven, Mom, put "Daddy's Baby" on my grave.
Someone should have told him, Mom, not to drink and drive.
If only they had told him, Mom, I would still be alive.
My breath is getting shorter, Mom. I'm becoming very scared.
Please don't cry for me, Mom. When I needed you, you were always there.
I have one last question, Mom, before I say good bye,
"I didn't drink and drive, so why am I the one to die?"
This is the end Mom
I wish I could look you in the eye
To say these final words
"I LOVE YOU AND...GOODBYE"
Sitting alone, I can see the darkness
It's loneliness engulfing me
Taking me back, back to no where
When I was no one ... alone in my solitude
Back to a time when I longed for arms around me
Someone to tell me ... "everything will be okay"
Back to a time when my tears engulfed me
And the darkness loomed ever present
Alone ... I know that feeling all to well.
Written by Crystal Wolf GD
The Master's Touch
The old Dom lay upon his deathbed, his body worn and gray.
His sons, his students and submissives gathered about him,
though long had they dreaded to see this day.
He knew that his long journey was almost done, and that now then it would end
He looked into the eyes of those he loved,
and knew of no better way this time to spend.
"My sons...my students", he said to them,
"My time is growing short".
"I ask for no tears upon my grave...I never was that sort."
"I need have no memorial, save what I have give unto you."
"let not the lesson that I have taught you vanish
like unto the mornings early dew."
"For you my brothers are Dominants.....
the ones to whom they bend their knee,
With down cast eyes and yearning souls and so brightly soaring needs.
For the submissive woman is like unto no other,
in her mind, her body or soul.
For her the journey is rocky and harsh,
but she will have no other road.
That road is fraught with peril, their path at best a bitter sweet run.
A lonely soaring searching need to find the truly Dominant one.
To cast away the wanna bes, the abusers and the cruel.
To find the one that she can serve,
and not be seen as less when she calls him "Master",
as she kneels in front of his stool.
For with that title there comes a trust,
that no 'nilla can understand.
To take her mind, her heart and soul and mold it with the Master's hand.
To protect her against all the world, be she right or wrong.
To love her enough to discipline her
into the cold and lonely night regardless of the cost.
To bring forth from her the beauty that in truth was always there,
had any the eyes with which to see.
To show unto her the hardest truths, how a chain can make you free.
And how a woman that is kneeling, can stand above the rest.
And how to have the strength to offer her submission,
can be the hardest test.
He felt a chill pass through his heart and knew the time had come.
It was time to leave this mortal Earth, his time allotted, run.
And as the darkness closed in around him, for but a moment he bid it stay.
And gasped a last quick message unto his sons,
his students and his mate.
In leather have I lived my life, and in leather do I die.
The leather that bonds us each unto the other....
a bond as true as the summer sky.
For in Leather we are a family...
a bond that none save us can break.
Dom and sub, we stand together as one,
each with a thirst for the other to taste.
Learn and teach the rules my friends,
and forget not the old ways, as I have taught them unto you.
Welcome the newbie, gather them in,
protect them as I once did for you.
Be their shelter against the storm
that would destroy them without care or thought.
And from where ever I am, be it heaven or hell,
I will be proud of the fruit that my teachings have brought.
With a tug upon his arm, he could say no more,
and Death did claim him that day as it's own.
And he cast off the old and weary flesh
and looked back upon what his words had sown.
And he saw them standing there, tall and proud,
or kneeling without shame.
Both Dom and sub, each in their place,
and both proud to bear the name.
He looked into the dark clad angels face and said,
"All is as it should be."
The Doms will protect them unto their last breath,
the subs are proud to bend their knee.
I have done all that I can do here,
I see nothing left I have left undone.
The journey now is over, the battle fought,
the final race is run.
And as he left this lowly Earth, he looked back one last time.
And bid a silent and soft farewell to those he left behind.
And as he turned and left them there, he knew with all his heart.
That what he had created would never tarnish.....and never rust.
For within each of them he had left
"The Loving Master's Touch"
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