LOVE and CLAUSTROPHOBIA
Went for a 'little' drive tonight in my compact car,
Feeling claustrophobic, needed a chance to roam.
Glory be - ended up on the outskirts of Ottawa!
Sheepishly turned 'round and headed back to my wee little home.
Love causing claustrophobia? A strange malady indeed,
Butterflies, palpitations, tears and trembles.
Can love be a trigger for a phobia to feed?
This feeling takes my breath away, and my body disassembles!
This old love lay dormant for many a-year,
Memories popping up out of the blue to take my breath away,
Love just below the surface, never far, always near.
Will he call? Will he come? Waiting, waiting, for the day.
c ELR 2013