Captivity's Ecstasy (Patreon)

In the darkness, she finds light,

Bound yet free from her own plight.

Her straitjacket, a symbol strong,

Of the chains that bind and the songs they've sung.

Restraint is but an artful play,

A dance of tension in endless sway.

Her gaze is lost in thought profound,

As if each knot holds secrets unbound.

In her eyes, you see the world ablaze,

With a fire that no straitjacket can cage.

So let her be, this captive soul,

For in her tied state, she finds true control.