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Sierra Hill Poem
I opened his heart and his trust lied within
Sharing only with me, not even his kin
The darkness around him shall be conquered by light
The light of my love, a very rare sight
Shared only with him and with him alone
The love from within me shall always be shown
All that I've given him is all I possess
And I would give it all again for his eternal caress
So purely of love, never of lust
With all of myself, to only him I trust
I need him to know that I expect nothing back
I can only hope I am enough, that in no areas I lack
He does more for me than I could ever ask
He should know he is not required to do ANY task
All that he does, I hold very dear
Never taken for granted, always held very near
Copyright © Sierra Hill | Year Posted 2010
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Sierra Hill Poem
Once upon a waning moon
What only nature knew would happen soon
A silent union had taken place
It all started with one embrace
A kiss began the life long quest
Two alphas face no bigger test
The wolves have waited far too long
And from their hearts, love spilled its song
A perfect harmony, composed by fate
Together forever, life long mates
The maker of the Alphess, her efforts in vane
Wants the Alpha gone, as long as she reigns
But the Alphess is strong and fiercely fights back
Her maker can only return the attack
The battle is constant and nearing no end
A possible scar that the maker can’t mend
A decision comes forth, it has to be done
A new pack to be made, and the alphas are one
In the den of the maker, a decree was announced
The union of the alphas indefinitely pronounced
Undying love between life long mates
A very welcome twist of fate
Copyright © Sierra Hill | Year Posted 2010
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Sierra Hill Poem
Her maker is waiting as she returns to the den
Later than usual, where could she have been
The maker sits quietly awaiting submission
The alphess approached slowly with heavy suspicion
When no ear prick nor tail sign showed any reproach
For the throat of the alphess, her maker approached
The alphess allowed one bite to sink in
Before she lashed out herself, a rage from within
Thirsting for blood and obtaining no less
The alphess tore a large hole in the makers chest
The maker staggered back to examine the hole
Her heart was exposed, and behind it her soul
Angry from weakness, angry from pain
Her maker barked out a furious refrain
The alphess then realized the pain she had caused
But nothing could be said to give her maker pause
So the alphess said nothing, she just trotted on by
Leaving her maker just laying there, soon to bleed dry
Apologies were made in the following days
Both realizing slight errors in their ways
A point was still made and forever shall be
When she is united with her alpha, her maker will see
Copyright © Sierra Hill | Year Posted 2010
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