Purple Seas

Tossed around on rough hewn swells,
Buffeted then pitched by gale force winds,
Marking time against sun’s eternal fade,
I watch horizons slip away.

Back to reality...well, maybe not. I've my eye on something new thanks to the ability to dream.


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