Haven
A surreal love we share in written word,
Unseen a touch to reach beyond a cloud,
Emotions sailing as Floyd plays aloud,
Her beauty calls my ship to come back home,
The heart delights in what thoughts call absurd
As my wandering dreams no longer roam.
Form: Wordsworth's Sestet
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