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

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