Cling

Make me tangible,
Anchored.
Give me a minute
to not keep watch
over my own shoulder.
Let me believe
that I could not
simply blow away,
unnoticed,
unmissed.
Let me be
woman or child,
not warrior,
not survivor.
Forgive me for
my reluctance
to let go
when embraced.
Let me pretend
I'm worth
holding on to.