Form: Wordsworth Sestet

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




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