City lights reflected by silver clouds
My brand new shoes on the dark, dusty pavement
Following the golden glow down the avenue
High trees, white walls and luxury villas
Marilyn and Daddy, you would be proud
The cold air heating up on my skin
The JFK hotel, promising decadence as I walk in
I didn't expect this to happen so soon
When yesterday you told me you'd be here in this city of mine
And I've been dreaming of this all my life
Slow steps, the hallway is plastered with pictures
Of high class people
The receptionists treating me like I'm one of them
Getting lost on the third floor
Ready for room 334
You look in my eyes while you talk to her
The lies, the betrayal, it don't bother you
This love is too good to deny it
Smoke fills the room
While you hang up and take my hand
I'll be your mistress just to have you around
In misdemeanor and intrusion
Our hearts are bound together
Double-cross, no condemnation
I'll be yours and you'll be mine forever
A beautiful love poem julie I enjoyed it Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
The reader is drawn along through the lobby, down the hall, into the door. Mesmerized. Do we want to know what is behind that door? Should we go any further? What will the future be like if the consequences are damned? Intriguing and compelling piece, Julie. Nicely done! :)
I like this poem. I am compelled to say, you deserve better when the betrayal is revealed. Good poem. Thanks for writing it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Betrayal! ! Facing life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.