I thought I had you where I wanted you–
Read and recited,
Pages turned,
Chapters ended,
Stories told,
A book closed without regret.
But you echo like Shakespeare through my mind,
long gone,
never forgotten.
And that’s not where I want you,
is it?
—
De’s Quadrille word is echo over at
dVerse.
Come join us! Read, respond, write, enjoy the Q!
Some memories are hard to get rid of.
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