She used to float free as a butterflynow she’s earthboundwing beats crashing chaos without flighthunger spoiling softness Imagining nothing as he takes aimpain strikes quick as a serpentpenetrates and ripples outwardhis dark body ribboning over skin pale as moonlight Secrets snake toward escapeshe surrenders, wings unfoldinglike petals opening to taste evening mista metamorphosis born on a pricka love potion injected to enslave her And he has wrought the chains that will bind him ~Nara This post was written in response to the Carry On Tuesday Prompt. Go here to see what other contributed or to join the fun.