The Golden Cage
It shouldn't feel a trap - this golden cage.
These bindings aren't some dark means of control.
'Tis a palace on ambiguous stage.
'Tis a shrine to honor your fiery soul.
Do you think I could fear a well-locked room,
as long as I held you within its walls?
How could I see stillness as ugly doom,
when I rest with you inside silent halls?
Edifice of truth rose fast since we met,
and I still have the key to escape it.
This time when I built, there was no regret.
But look close - it's not I who can claim it.
How could I see rings as prisoner's chains?
They are signs of truth that love never wanes.
19 April 2023
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