The Captivated Captor
I watch as you lay—
not bound by chains,
but by something I cannot name.
Your silence fills the room,
a rhythm I can’t ignore,
and I find myself
waiting for you to speak
in the quiet moments
where I’m no longer certain
who holds the key.
Copyright © Laura Breidenthal | Year Posted 2025
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