A moment frozen in ecstasy (Patreon)

Hanging from red cords that bind,

A dance of freedom without a find.

Inverted and naked, a stark contrast,

To the darkness of a black backdrop.

With head tilted downwards, an inner peace,

A silent scream against societal release.

The artistry in this suspended soul,

A journey beyond the conventional roll.

Red ropes that bind, yet set free,

A moment frozen in ecstasy.