Saxon Wolf Love Songs
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 | And the star, it seems to be growing,
It seems to loom larger and nearer,
As she watches it slowly showing
The face of a wolf growing clearer.
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| He Howls and he Hurts but continues,
In pure trust to the tryst with his fate,
By power of muscles and sinews,
To Hunt and to find his – Soul-Mate.
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| The concept of Saxon Wolf was fashioned in a Manchester coffee shop on a wet and windy day of 2012.
This marked the birth of two Saxon Wolves destined to find their true love. But fate has other plans and jealous Eris (goddess of strife and discord) has other plans for their strong love bond.
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| This, the First Month of her Lunar Life,
Not yet knowing, that hunt as she might,
With urgent need to be a Wolf-Wife,
She only Lives by curse of Moon-Light.
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| The wolves reach the banks of the river;
Without pause they both give a great leap,
Compelled to collide and forever
Be together awake or asleep.
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| And thus the First Wolves were created,
In the beginning, both Cruelly Cursed,
For both were set apart and fated
To Hunt for True Love – their Last and First.
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 | Of the Wolf she knew she was needing,
Her True-Love who she knew she would meet,
By fact of her sharing the speeding
Of True-Love’s insistent heart-beat.
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| Canina awakes with the sunrise,
As Grey Marrok does too, in a trance,
Has it been but a tissue of lies,
A Dream-Catcher’s Dream – A ghost-dance?
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| Both bend to take Drink of Cool Water,
One on high from the silvery stream,
The other low down by the broader
Great River – but both – the Same Dream!
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