We took leave sadly
With bags chock-full of sweetest memories
Of loving madly
And sure that you and I were meant to be.
We burned so badly
With deep desire for our destiny.
We went down swinging, then we rose up, free!
A Quadrille for De’s “up” prompt at
Usually I have too many words – that is, more than 44, and have to pair them down. This time I had 42 and had to conjure UP more! 🙂