Marionette In His Hands

Only in his hands her heart beats
With a rhyme of his
Through his passionate dreams

A marionette of him, a doll in sin
Music box’s tune makes her dance
A marionette of him, a child of dream
He gave her wings to feel the trance

Smile on his lips makes her beg for pain
Lust awakening to see the world around
Beauty of lost innocence, dark passionate play

A marionette lying on his kneels
A silent doll in his tender but strong hands
Begging for mercy I dwell in dark remorse
A marionette longing for his dreams
A silent doll in his seducing fingers

One dream lives in his eyes
Another one – deep in heart
My life I will give for endless lovenight

A prayer of marionette kneeling before
The dark angel, master of deep fantasy
Cold despair within broken heart lost ashore
Kiss of winter, flowing poison of memory
Sweetest wish dwelling in me forevermore

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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