esme
one of these days we should do that. just a walk, and some talk, like we’ve done before.
Posts Tagged as ‘hotel’
November 13, 2008
beads of love
“Almost Lover” again. On both flights. I enter the plane, there is A Fine Frenzy in the air. On the flight back from far Southwest, I see my city full of golden beads. I see you in our hotel room.
I feel a knife in my guts. I feel you. I see you.
November 3, 2008
don’t stop spinning
I have finally found a place where I can rest my head although I doubt that I will find something worth being called rest. Ironically, it is in close distance to the hotel I stayed in alone and with Esme. I don’t like irony. I am a cynic. Of that, I will have more.
November 3, 2008
retracing the past, part 1
I had to find out that the hotel I had booked was not the hotel I was booked for. With a brief description and a general wave of the hand, I was sent out again into the night to venture forth in my attempt to find lodging.
November 3, 2008
the third leg
Two hours after I had touched ground in V. I was drunk. I had lied my way to this place, and there I was. It was dark already, drizzling and cool. Summer, so it seemed, was gone for good, and so was something else.
October 31, 2008
after the race is before the flight
I didn’t believe it would change a thing. But I did it anyway. I had Esme’s number registered for a marathon result service, and so she got a message from me. But I got a reaction after all.
October 20, 2008
love unplugged
It’s only 13 more days. It’s only 13 more days before I’ll touch ground in V., before I will be close to Esme again, see her again, talk to her again. 13 more days. How shall I live through them? I spend my time trying not to think about this, hunting for a hotel on [...]
September 6, 2008
burn
My longing for her kept on burning inside of me the whole day. Waking up in the morning, it is so strong that I make love to her with eyes closed. Calling her name, I let her take control of my body and make love to me just like she did some days ago. Exhausted, [...]