Floating Free (Patreon)

Amidst the air, suspended free,

Bound by ropes of red and pure,

The woman rises high above,

A floating spectacle for all to see.

Her skin is bare, her body exposed,

Yet in this state she finds a sense of peace,

No clothing to weigh her down,

Just the wind to carry her around.

This dance with gravity's pull,

An act of trust and strength to pull,

A moment frozen in time,

A woman, naked, pure, divine.

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