Somehow
He's entered my mind
Captured my heart
Taken my soul
With mere words
His thoughts have
penetrated me
probed me
stolen me
from reality
Swept me into fantasy
All control held in his hands
Lying at his feet**
He pulls the strings
I dance along
his marionette
But this doll, this toy
Sheds real tears
Feels real feelings
Thinks real thoughts
And so it suffers
But suffers silently
Dazed by his drugs
Tangled in his web
Shuddering
With his every word
His every touch
Silently enjoying it
For I have not the courage
To shut him off
Protect my serenity
my peace of mind
To awaken into reality
And find the other
at my side
With tears
In agony, betrayed
So I dance along
A marionette
Until reality
calls
to
me
...for every net.romance that's consumed me...*sigh*
** -- originally was "laid"...still queasy about this line. Read without pause from the previous line and sorta "moaning" the "ly" (thanks, yossie) it sounds okay, but when skimming the poem, it may not fit. | 
