Golden Captivity
Reflection
In the dark of night, she stands, a vision in black, her beauty entwined with golden chains.
The bottles, like tears of the gods, hang suspended, a symbol of the weight she bears.
The shadows dance upon the wall, a backdrop for the drama that unfolds.
She is the mistress of her fate, yet bound by the very things that bring her joy.
The light catches the glass, a fleeting glimpse of freedom.
In this tableau, we find the paradox of captivity and liberation, a reflection of our own entwined desires and constraints.