Caged Fantasy

“You’re my fantasy, my fate,” he told the tiny figure in the golden cage.

“No, I’m your prisoner,” she said as she tried to spread her wings and fly.

“Flutter your wings all you want, my little faery. I will not set you free.”

“Then you leave me with nothing,” she cried, “but forlorn hope.”

 

Deborah Lean.

Caged Fantasy is a post from: Adventure and Learning