Barely Holding On: An Upside-Down Serenade (Patreon)

In the air we dance,

An upside-down romance,

Ropes and ink our passion play,

A tattooed symphony on display.

Ecstasy in every twist,

Our tattoos tell their own list,

Of stories untold, yet known,

In this inverted world of bone and tone.

We hang, we spin, we fly,

Upside down from the sky,

A rope-tied ballet so free,

This is our aerial reality.