Ink and Ropes Dance (Patreon)

In the sky, she soars with grace,

Ecstasy's face, tattooed embrace.

Ropes bind her in a dance divine,

A canvas of art that defies line.

Her tattoos tell tales unseen,

Of passions that have never been serene.

She hangs above, a vision free,

In this moment, all else is lost in ecstasy.