When I am Small

cold
small
half pain
half numb
compressed in on myself
until I am hard light
cocooned in the strait jacket
I spun
will you enfold me
in strong arms?
draw me up
into your body’s warmth?
remind me how to breathe?
guide my muscles
my bones
back into the shape
of a woman?
 
© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

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