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Old 09-13-2013, 05:59 AM
mrschina (Offline)
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Chains of Silk
Through the lattice window of her silken cell
She sees the tops of pine trees,
Pointed swords guarding the old stone castle.
She sees a tinsel river
Flowing to the world outside, as tears
Flow down her face. She bows her head
In sorrow.
She stands on the altar of devotion,
Worshipped, revered, by him alone.
She watches as the seasons pass,
Dreams of freedom.
Of feeling soft spring rain on her cheek.
Of a summer meadow’s sweet scent.
Of rustling through crisp autumn leaves.
Of a snow covered landscape.
And dancing; dancing; dancing;
Released from the silken chains
Entwining her forever, in his web
Of possession.