Bound By
The women walked barefoot through fields
Gossamer rags swaying
Bound by chains
The women walked through cities
In wings of couture
Fluttering, clicking
Bound by beautiful
The women walked through indigo
Gently nudging stars from their paths
Free
In the radiant skin
They were meant to live in
from Mystic
January, 2009
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