“Trust me,” she had heard him plead again and again, sometimes with tears.
“Remove the armor, step from behind the walls or
Until you can do so
Slowly let me in”
Thankfully, she had trusted her inner knowing, disrobed the wolf and sent him packing
She lived fully clothed for decades Even donned armor to make sure the desired protection would hold Her walls made strong, impenetrable Then he came “Trust me,” he said again and again “There is no need for the armor, the walls Leave them behind Or at least, as a start, let me in.” And she did Opening the door slowly Until he could enter completely Shedding a piece of armor at a time At first primed for rejection Then slowly relaxing No disgust shown at what she revealed Breathing more deeply with each exhaled breath Beginning to trust Finally naked, shyly she looked up His back was receding in the distance His abrupt goodbye echoing in her ears Stunned and reaching for her armor, She heard the words of the Lover within “Leave, the armor and this place, My beloved. You are now free to love. Free to run. In wide open spaces you belong. Trust Me. Trust you are now who I created you to be. The process of liberation was hard but now you are free."
Today’s prompt: trust. Today’s form: acrostic.