The Puppeteer

a poem by Yun Tianming

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The Puppeteer - Yun Tianming

Oh my heart keeps on pounding
it pushes me across the way
my body obeys no reasoning
like a marionette being played

I glance and saw her sitting there
her long dark hairs vivid yet plain
her gaze hypnotic I dare not stare
or I will turn a puppet again 

For she is my puppeteer
who played me like a fiddle
She needs only a slight peer
casting her spell, t’was irresistible

So my fair lady I prithee
stop teasing my little heart
your smile bewitching when I see
my heart may beat till it break apart

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This poem is written by a friend of mine who wish to go by Yun Tianming. Let him know what you think.