Epic Memory Part 5

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When the caress of his hand

tightens over mine

I stop and turn to see

the light of truth in his eyes.

Expectation in mine burns

low and warm

as I tremble with emotion,

feeling raw and exposed.

At the joining of our lips

my heart catches fire,

takes a leap, and freefalls

landing safe and

secure in his arms.

-Michelle Stradford 2018


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