Free Falling Fantasy (Patreon)

Amidst the darkened stage, a silhouette takes flight,

Circles spinning 'round, defying gravity's plight.

Ropes hold him aloft, a dance that seems so free,

Yet caged within his own ecstatic fantasy.

Tattoos tell a story of passion's winding path,

As he twists and turns in an airborne tattooed bath.

The music plays on, each note adding to the choreography,

A ballet beyond earthbound restraints, reaching for eternity.