I seek this harbor
not for refuge. It is the love
I feel when I am with you,
the comfort I find
when wrapped in your arms.
Whether in storm or calm waters,
it is in your presence that I feel
most at home.
The prompt from Lillian for Quadrille Monday at dVerse is to use the word harbor in a poem, any form, of exactly 44 words.
Image: Sunset on Erie Basin Marina/Inner Harbor, Buffalo, New York // September 2010