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Sun 15 May, 2005 07:34 pm
When he cast his eyes upon me
My whole being was captivated by him
Like a marionette did I uncontrollably spin
Having lost all cognizance and control
He manipulated the strings to my soul
He's the puppet master of hand and heart
I became his submissive work of art.
Julie M. Minor
Copyright ©2005 Julie M. Minor
I like it, although i think it could be extended