I only live in your heart,
the masculine particle of your air and
whimsical, my treat within

I will love you forever if only
you keep your breath winded.

A doll, button eyes and two cloth feet
which walks her on a chant –
for that is me, dwelling in your body
I exist as a plaything

or a burbling dream.  

My strings attach to your arteries
and I am on a highway to your soul.

I wobble, topple, follow
your staple, an underground troll
of noiseless, poppy veins
because you welcomed me in the lull.