I struggle with
the memory a bit longer.
My eyes flutter and close
in surrender.
I am on the island now
surrounded by the boundless sea.
So broad,
so deep
and alive
Salty mist clings to my skin
as the beige wet sand
massages my soul.
I linger in the moment
then follow the memory
to the place where
I left my heart.
-Michelle Stradford 2018
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PoetryA collection of poems and prose moving through the phases of love. Dedicated to those who feel fiercely and yet thrive whether loving, hurting or letting go.
