Black Wings

Under the dark cloak of night

My wings appear, and I take flight.

With the moon watching from above

I follow its shining path of light from love.

Such freedom I feel as I fly through the air

And of the approaching dawn I do not care.

But ultimately I have to crawl back in the cage

Where throughout the day I will dutifully stay.

Not a moment too soon can my captivity end

And at that time I will be released once again.