Poppet Quotes

She lowers her forehead to the floor, curling starlight tendrils under her face when she rocks in the yoga pose, so tempting and sexy even in her deepest despair. Her courage is failing and I wait it out, watching the prone woman bend subconsciously in prostrate worship. She knows who I am or she wouldn't do that.

Every man needs a shadow to reveal his light, to always be that close, ever present, bonded forever in astral allegiance.

Why the hell do women always have to bring back up? It's not as if I'm going to molest her at the opera.

Fear only has power when I cower under the illusion.

The flock mirror the madness of their liege.

Holding my hands, kissing the palms, his smile is ecstatic, jubilant, adoring, and the song playing speaks for him, “Have you ever seen the light...the way it shines in you.

She looks at me with wide eyes, delight and joy evident, sitting forward, “They are dreaming? You watch dreams? Movie is dream?

Lady, you have just become a wanted woman. I suggest you start running.