Hotel Room
I standalone
In a lonely street
Waiting for you
Your beauty beckons
From the top floor of the hotel
It’s just me and you In your hotel room
Living it up, living it big
Just me and you
On hard spring bed
You wishing for love
Me, that I was dead
I take a stride
Small as it may seem
It’s a big one for you
A big one for me
My thoughts haunting me drawn to you
It’s just me and you In your hotel room
Living it up, living it big
Just me and you
On hard spring bed
You wishing for love
Me, that I was dead
Up the stairs
Blood stained and cracked
Like the corrupt world we live in
It didn’t matter now
You were near you my dear
It’s just me and you In your hotel room
Living it up, living it big
Just me and you
On hard spring bed
You wishing for love
Me, that I was dead
The final step
In a journey of regret
Bringing to a close
Heck nobody knows
For the tale goes…
It’s just me and you In your hotel room
Living it up, living it big
Just me and you
On hard spring bed
You wishing for love
Me, that I was dead
I stumbled in the room
Cowering at you presence
Something glowed
What I could only assume
As your heavenly essence
It’s just me and you In your hotel room
Living it up, living it big
Just me and you
On hard spring bed
You wishing for love
Me, that I was dead
Me and Yooooooooooooou
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem