5/16/13

Thunder, Lightning And Tigers
By Paul Tristram


It was the worst thunder and lightning
storm that I had ever seen,
the sky was ripped apart and alive.
Your eyes smiled as you watched nervously
then suddenly leapt sideways into my arms.
I felt you closer than any tattoo.
My love for you screamed out in sirens.
I felt as protective as a mother.
My aura was a gladiator,
now, all I needed was the tigers.


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Paul Tristram is a Welsh writer who has poems, short stories and sketches published in many publications around the world, he yearns to tattoo porcelain bridesmaids instead of digging empty graves for innocence at midnight, this too may pass, yet.