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Written with compassion for people who are broken shells. They've chosen the Darkness instead of the Light. It reminds me of the scene in "Under the Tuscan Sun" when Sandra Oh's character, Patti, talks about shell people.*

But... I believe that there is Hope... So my poem reflects a different outcome! Yield to Love. Blessings.

For now I remain yielding to your Love 
By Michelle Morris 
20/09/2024

Strip the flesh from my bones
Leave me naked and vulnerable 
But don't ask me to say "I love you"
Because my heart is closed and miserable 

Therein lies a coldness
Too many winters left heartbroken 
Too many lies and secrets
Hidden in closets that they own

I guess I accept the truth of it
That I lost myself at the crossroads 
I took the path of least resistance 
And ended up losing my Soul 

Numb to the core, my marrow is ice
My blood not stirred by lust or beauty 
No precious creature will lure me in
For I remain aloof and distant 

But then I met you 
And everything changed 
I felt the foundation of my world rocked 
Like quicksand with no retreat 

I couldn't go backwards 
I couldn't move forwards 
Like a piece on a chessboard 
Checkmate declared for good 

What am I to do with you?
What am I to do with these feelings?
You're getting inside my heart, my mind
My Soul is begging for our union 

My body starts to tingle and warm 
I'm thawing and the avalanche begins
Your presence stirs wants and needs 
Is it possible that I will give in?

Ah, but strip the clothes from my skin
Leave me naked and vulnerable 
Ask me to say "I love you"
And your warmth and tenderness will win 

Therein lies my dilemma 
Too many springs left in my future 
I can envisage them with you 
Hidden in files of fantasy and musings

I guess I accept the truth of it
That I'm finding myself at the crossroads 
If I take this path with you 
I'll end up reclaiming my Soul 

Now warmed to the core, my marrow is melting 
My blood stirred by lust and beauty 
You're the precious creature that has lured me in
For now I remain yielding to your Love 

© Michelle Morris, 2024

*
"I think you're in danger... of never recovering. You know when you meet one of those empty-shell people and you think, "What the hell happened to you?" Well there came a time in each one of those lives where they were standing at a crossroads... Some place where they had to decide to turn left or right. This is no time to be a chicken * Francis."
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