Puppeteer

5. august 2018 at 19:12 | Nauesin |  Poetry
She was dancing for him
Like a puppet on a string
He was her king
Everything around was but dim

She was dancing for him
Like a puppet on a string
He was her puppeteer
All she could hear

Was his voice whispering in her ears
For all these years
She was dancing for him
Like a puppet on a string

He was her one and only
Yet she felt terribly lonely
She was dancing for him
Like a puppet on a string

She was his one and only
Nevertheless he felt lonely
He liked her very much
Every day he gave her his gentle touch

She bewitched him with her glow
He couldn't let her go
She was dancing for him
Like a puppet on a string

They were both trapped
With each other's presence strapped

- Nauesin
 

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