Breathless

I wanted to return to that place,
where the sun shone brightly down,
where the sky was a box open and free,
where the hard gray bench was sure against my back,
where the quiet was alive and soothing,
where the world was sitll, a soft
Murmur in my heart; shutdown, enclosed,
alone, basking in the sun, eyes closed,
I want someone to hold me.

By Brandy Reeves 10/4/2007