Roped Radiance in Aerial Grace (Patreon)

Red ropes entwine her frame

In this dance of aerial claim

Amidst the silent symphony

Of ropes that bind and set free.

Her form a canvas in the air

Painted by the hands unseen

In hues of red that bind and sway,

In rhythm with the silent play.

Each knot a silent story told,

Each twirl a whispering soul unfold,

She dances in her naked grace,

Amidst the artistry of this space.

Red ropes tied to metal bar

Hold her fast, yet free as far

As eyes can see and hearts embrace,

In this suspended aerial place.