A puppet on a string,
Hooks penetrating flesh,
All we see before us,
Is some fantasizing mess,
In your hands,
I am putty,
In your arms,
The world is nothing,
With every word you whisper,
And every kiss you give,
I am realizing,
You are all I need to live,
So when life is to it's end,
And death is just a start,
Just know now,
That you will always be holding my heart.
