Suspended Grace (Patreon)

High up, above the ground,

A woman hangs, with grace abound.

Her body twisted in a dance of air,

The red straps hold her aloft, so fair.

She's naked, but adorned with heels,

A blend of beauty, strength and zeal.

Her hair flies freely as she swings,

A picture of freedom, in its purest rings.

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