#213 – Chatelaine

For the captive bird,
her happiness in freedom
forever forgotten.

Captive to his lust,
bound to every scintilla
he chooses to throw.

But where is gladness,
sans you soaring in the sky,
gliding with the breeze.
#4may17

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