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Ode in honour of the cover
by
Emma Keatley
It's very hard to say why I was fascinated by him,
but I was,
he called out to me on so very many levels.
There he stood, naked, chained, beaten and bloodied,
his face covered by a mask.
His body was all muscles, he was toned,
very fit and very well built.
A body of a Warrior,
The Heart of a Lion,
The Alpha Male...........a Wolf,
These Men around him...........Sheep,
With the Wolf now among them,
they would be Lambs to the Slaughter.
For now they all thought they where safe,
he was their prisoner after-all.
Where could he go, how could he escape, no-one here would help
him..........would they?
Even with all that,
he was more Man, than all those Men around him.
They feared him,
eyed him with dread.
I knew he was the Man for me,
I was to be His Alpha Mate,
His lover, now and for always.
Together we would join forces and become one.
His Mask would now become my Mask and we would take life by the scruff-of-the
-neck,
enjoy each and every minute together no matter what life threw at us,
no matter where we were,
I was ready to seize my moment...............so tell me are you?
Want to read more poetry by Emma check out her two volumes
