The Holiday Inn: A Love Poem


I loved to hear you combing,

Your scarlet, falling hair,

I loved how when I pressed the sheets,

You threw them everywhere,


I loved the way you grabbed my hand,

Your tender, reckless greed,

I asked about the morning,

You laughed hysterically,


Tempted by a few more mins,

We watched the golden hour,

That night just couldn’t ever last,

You dressed, I had a shower,


I loved you in the morning,

I watched you pass me by,

I loved the love I gave to you,

The love I left behind.