The Upwards Rush, Following The Inward Glide, Of Limerence
by Paul Tristram / February 19th, 2023
“Kiss-my-Emotions-a-Carousel”
… I have fallen in Love
with the way your Shadow
leansintomine… so Perfectly!
Your Eyes, my Eyes, our Eyes
… I’m gonna be sick
if I don’t [Learn To] Control
this inner [Rug-Pulling] Motion.
I stumbled, ever so slightly,
over the word ‘Stratosphere’
… and instead of ‘Smiling’
you laid your [Calming] hand
upon my arm, and tilt-frowned.
If I OPEN-UP [Properly]
and let you ‘Swallow Me’ whole
… I’m afraid that I won’t be
able to keep my Magic in check
… and we will BIRTH
something so Unexpected and…
Completely OVERWEHLMING
… that it will DESTROY
everyone else’s ‘Piece Of Mind’
who happen to Cross Our Path!!!
Paul Tristram is a widely published Welsh writer who deals in the Lowlife, Outsider, and Outlaw genres. He wrote his first poem as a teenager following his release from the (Infamous) Borstal ‘HMP Portland’, and he has been creating Literary Terrorism ever since. His novel ‘Crazy Like Emotion’ is available to purchase right
here . Also his collection of shorter fiction Kicking Back Drunk ‘Round The Candletree Graves' is available to purchase at
https://bookgoodies.com/a/B0DFMTSR4F Both books are published by Close To The Bone Publishing.
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This article was posted on Sunday, February 19th, 2023 at 8:02am and is filed under General, Poetry.