A Heart Speaks

Last night love came knocking at my door, Naked, blind, seeking solace, catching me unaware, Seeking to invade my empty shell. So long had I been desolate, afraid, I struggled in utter defiance to shut him out... But he pushed, and shoved, against my shallow walls In his unabashed, willful way Until I cautiously let him in. He built a fire and quelled my fear Until my blood flowed fast and warm And soon I offered him willingly The shelter for which he longed. No vacancy sign now adorns these walls Since I dared to answer true love's call When he persistently knocked at my door And stayed to live with me.