For now I remain yielding to your Love

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."