Your heart, my marionette.
I pull on the heart
strings, and you sing for me.
I don't have to move my lips for you to say you love me.
The lights shine stars in our eyes, we split the connections
between rays, but I'm not nervous. I just
wipe the sweat from
my brow without breaking
the tangles between my fingers. Then I pull on the heart
strings to make you dance
It is through you I dance.