A Puppet's Fated DanceA Puppet's Fated DanceA Puppet's Fated Dance5 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Caught in an eternal puppet's dance
As if pulled by fate's ethereal strands
Controlling my moves maintaining my stance
My heart is placed in your unknowing hands
A heart of wood but a heart none the less
Splintered and jagged but beats as it should
With a kind word and a gentle caress
You alone, can save this heart made of wood.
But the comfort and warmth this love would bring
Like scissors gleaming with a razor's edge
Waiting to cut each and every thin string
Caught between love and oblivion's ledge.
With strings cut I can no longer stand tall,
Will you be there to catch me when I fall?