Don’t leave me

He went away.Away.I didn’t know where

where

he had gone

where had he gone?

The call came.:

call came….

Man, white, good health

Has died.

Has died alone

Died alone in a hotel room.

So a stranger would find him.

Man alone;

man alone in hotel room.

there was a man

alone

in his hotel room.

Not wanting to be any trouble.

Trouble, no trouble alone

in his hotel room

not his room, you see.

not a shared room…

An hotel room.

Tall man with light brown hair

alone in a small hotel room

with no TV.

We had no smartphones

Smart

Phones

No, don’t tell  me

Not me , not yet.

Not me.

He was all alone.

He was behind glass

glass walls

windows

a window of glass.

I could never touch him.

I could not touch him.

not touch, no, never,

hardly ever

Man alone.

Solitary man.

Tall man with brown hair.

Beds for loving

Beds for leaving.

Don’t you die alone

in that hotel room.

Don’t die

Don’t go

You wanted to be alone,

I thought…

you were

afraid to feel.

Thin skinned and pale like a torn petal from a wild plant.

You were alone again

And you left me all alone;

alone without you.

Now I’m alone

in my hotel room.

my room.

Someone knocks.

I’m dreaming of you

wishing you were near me.

dreaming , wishing,

lonely for you.

He was all alone, they said.In a hotel room.

His doom

In a lonely bedroom.

Don’t leave me yet.

Yet you were never here

behind your window

I see you

but can’t touch you.

Can’t touch you.

Can’t touch.

Touch me.

Touch me again.

Love me…

You were all alone

alone.

Why did I not break the glass?

Break the glass;

The glass.

Touch  me again

Don’t leave me.

Touch me again

Don’t leave me.

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About Kate Thwaite

I love writing , conversation, art, wild flowers, music and air.And books
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