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[Ariadne giving Theseus string before he enters the labyrinth] image courtesy dVerse poetry pub

 Quadrille String

You plucked the strings of my heart

Carrying a tune like apples in a cart

Ruddy and fragrant and appetizing

Ours was a melody oh so enticing

Days meandered into weeks without dread

Time took its own path on a journey

so well tread

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dVerse — Quadrille Monday 209 — Plucking Strings

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