I’m skating it, free-wheeling it
Somersaulted skyward by the infinite jest of it
That I could be winging it, barrel-rolling
Like Icarus to the very summit of it
Unburned by it, cascading liberating fall of it
Caught in it, unbound through it, Your love.
For dVerse's Quadrille #112: The Sky’s the Limit (in 44 words) Click on Mr. Linky for more and join in!