Strings

Your always in control
My nuturing Puppet Master
Guiding my every move
With a slight tug

Manipulating my thoughts
Despite whether you are trying or not
Always inside head
Laced into my inner self

What will you have me do next?
How would you like to see perform?
Maybe a little dance
Or just a sexy pose

You hold the power in your strong hands
Your puppet is useless
Without your touch
Come and play with her Sir please