The moons of Gor will never shine as brightly, the music will never sound as sweet.
Submission was wrapped in silks for a while, while kneeling at His feet.
The laughter will not come as easy, the tears seem to fall too well,
And while she rests so quietly, so many are left but a shell.
She touched all those around her, her zest for life did astound,
It was clear when she was giving, all of life was unbound.
I must admit my heart is heavy, so heavy it feels it might break,
I find myself sitting… wondering, did i give or only take?
Gor will never shine without talena, a Master will never be the same..
Isn’t it funny as we sit here and cry, yet some call this “just a game?”
The lives we get the chance to touch, yet we pass by with only a glare,
A few harsh words for laughters sake, things go beyond repair.
So i challenge myself from this day forth, to touch all those souls i pass
Not for fame or glory, but for one little dark haired lass.
She was someone who called me friend. Someone who had my heart…
Someone who gave ME her all from the very start.
Yes i am just a slave girl, one most seem to loathe or hate,
And tonight i sit here empty… trying to relate,
How someone across the world could touch my heart so deep.
In this world of make believe, I watch the darkness creep.
Consuming every pixel, conveying my dismay…
This is Gor for me, the day talena went away.
Talena Ember -
You will never be forgotten, and You are already missed so deeply. Thank you for touching my life.