My Beauty Is A Shell Poem by Minnie Gehrig

My Beauty is a shell....
Decorated n empty..
smiles dropped
from lips.........
silence where words used to be...
dashes of color..
fill the voids..

Longing hangs heavy in the air...
n perfume of roses
waves in freshly curled hair..

Your voice disembodied
whispers in my ear..
n its love i hear
tempered n the fires of fear....

n i am a statue...
cold marble in the dawn...
n i do not come to life under
the caress of your fingertips..

Or the pout of your warm lips...
but remain stoic
in shells of what was..
n breath deep of
things that may be..........