Beneath the Harness, Freedom Flies
Added 2024-05-12 20:00:03 +0000 UTCIn the embrace of vibrant red,
She hangs from a harness, not yet dead.
The world below her fades away,
As she soars in this moment of ecstasy's sway.
Her laughter echoes through the night,
A symphony of joy, free from sight.
For in this suspended state of grace,
She finds peace where chains usually place.
