Butterfly Freedom

Butterfly Freedom

Amidst freely flying butterflies
lies the slave, bound
in the cocoon he spun himself
waiting for his Mistress
who found him bound

The soft tapping of her whip
barely penetrates the thick silk
but when her whip sounds ever more fiercely
she will free him from his bondage

Free yourself, my little slave
and free yourself from that silk thread
Let me catch you with my words
and set your strong wings free
with regained freedom as the ultimate result

Fly, my slave, freedom found once more
Fly, my slave, until the silk has bound you again

…and I may free you once more

© Mrs Moriah
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