The Dancer's Dreamscape (Patreon)

Upon the pole, she dances free,

Amidst a sea of red lace,

Her body leaps with joy and ease,

In a spectacle of grace.

The ropes that bind her to the sky,

Echo stories untold by day,

Each twist and turn a rhythmic sigh,

In an aerial ballet's play.

With legs apart and arms extended wide,

She flies like a bird on high,

Her spirit unchained from earthly ties,

In this suspended ecstasy.