Hotel Room

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Someone wrote me a poem about the loneliness of traveling, so I wrote this in response.

Your poems live inside me.
They ebb and flow like the tide.
Turning my every thought to you.
I see my name on every page you write.
Maybe its not supposed to be my name on your lips.
But I imagine it there anyway.
I imagine me in your hotel room.
Fending off your loneliness and pain.
I see me kissing you.
Touching you,
in ways that only a lonely  hotel room can accommodate.
The silence waits for you,
to make or break it.
While I wait for you to make or break me.
Loving you. Wanting you.
In your lonely old  hotel room.


Submitted: July 02, 2009

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daisy lane

this inspires me so i guess you paid it forward! i love all your stuff. it speaks to me.

Sat, July 4th, 2009 10:11am

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=)

Sat, July 4th, 2009 3:18am

Brian W

A truely good poem sort of a love loneliness poem. Good flow well written

Sat, July 4th, 2009 12:26pm

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thanks so much!

Sun, July 5th, 2009 2:48am

Red Melody

Thank you for this poem.

Mon, August 31st, 2009 4:47am

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=)

Wed, November 18th, 2009 9:47pm

purplecow919

Again, SO AMAZING! Your pieces truly say something. I was in class a few days ago and the teacher was talking about how an author writes something. She said each word is in the piece for a reason and that the author and his/her editor could fight for hours over a comma. This poem totally makes that statement true and I absolutley loved it!

~Check out my poem, I'm only human by purplecow919!~

Sun, November 22nd, 2009 12:32pm

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will do! thank you for the kind words =)

Sun, November 22nd, 2009 10:05am

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