Her subtle whispers...

I know that she cannot speak
She is so very beautiful
It almost seems unnatural
And a bit selfish of me
Refusing to set her free
Just because I am chained
It's not a choice of her making
Unlike my own years of regret

Set me free

Her subtle whispers from a jar
Sealed tightly with it's golden lid
All for my pleasure and daydreams
The Monarch is trapped inside
Longing to fly away from me
Envious that I cannot go with her
I need her near me and within my reach

Set me free