I'm under the name Bria Koriander, in case you're interested!
The Puppeteer's WifeThe Puppet Master of the woodsThe Puppeteer's Wife by *Emerald-Alexandria
Who births his dolls of bark and leaves
And sits among the robins' nests
And giggles madly at the trees,
Had grown 'longside his godly lust
To shape faces of redwood skin,
The need to touch and pull the strings
Of carven hands so feminine.
He lifts her weight up by his hairs
Her scarlet flesh still warm with sap,
Stroking the feathers o'er her ears
He places her upon his lap
And rears and clangs his bamboo boots
As as he cackles to the moon,
Whilst lost within her empty eyes,
He swears he hears her laughing too.