A Puppets Prayer

Enchantress of darkness
Enchantress of light
Your loyal puppet awaits with eagerness
Laying dormant in the shadows
Lifeless and limp-a broken form
Longing for the magic from your hands
To touch my blank soul
For strings to be stirred once more
To dance to the tune of your fingers
Enchantress of darkness
Enchantress of light
Breathe your wish-over my dusted limbs
Let your desire-move me with a passion
I will obey you without question
Lift my head high-let me stand tall
Shine your light-so I may see again
Enchantress of darkness
Enchantress of light
Only you can make me sing
My enchantress of life.

The End.