Room 1

It was today.. 1 year ago.. in that room, the window we can barely see in this window.. those patches of grass were kissed by our feet as we held one another.. after our First, the initiation of souls fully interwined as the centers of our source united.. sweet bright blood of innocence tasted by the fresh white linen.. her virgin essence not brought to me by man-made ceremony, but by deep rooted love, passion, and trust..

I arrived into LHR in the late evening.. 11:30PM. Walking to the border patrol gate, the old english man stares into my eyes "where you onto lad?".... "I need to get to stokes poges in Slough, sir".. he seemed very kind and helpful, and walked me to the taxi line.. "well its too late now to take the tube, taxi is only option". The airline had lost my luggage, my toothbrush and shaving kit were in it.. I asked the cab driver, a chubby middle-aged man with a thick Irish accent, to stop at any open store along the way. He asked me where I'm off to and why, and we got into a little conversation about nutrition and fitness--he wanted to lose weight. I arrived at the hotel half nearly 1am, a very cheery and considerate young lady showed me to my room.. Room 1. She came back twice to make sure all was well with a strange smile and sense of mischief on her face.

I looked around the room, so elegant and mysterious.. the wind and freezing temperatures could be felt by simply staring out of the window.. I pulled the curtains, turned on the heat.. very tired, yet excited at the same time that I would see my Love in 8 hours! We promised to meet at 8:30. I was really hungry.. and saw some cookies near the teapot, and ate them at once.

Lying on the bed.. I stared at the red dot of light eminating from the large TV in front of me.. "THUMP" a random noise bounced to my ear startling me.. my eyes wide open.. my heart skips a beat.. silence ensues for the next few minutes.. "THUMP" the tv sounds as if it will fall from wall.. Silence follows once again as I lie there.. thinking to myself.. could this old mansion in the middle of the countryside be haunted?

I awake and look to the time.. 7:30am.. take a warm shower.. check my emails.. and sit in front of the TV.. pressing on its corners in various combinations to see if I could re-create the noises I heard in the night.. I could not. It's 8:30am.. I look to the window.. walk outside.. stare.. wait. I come back to my room, stumble through my phone to find her mobile, "baby" I hear her sweet voice.. she is on her way. The clock turns 10:15am.. and I could not take the hunger and walk downstairs to eat breakfast.. the maid, very nice, gives me a warm smile and brings the tea to my table..

As I began to eat.. my back facing the entrance.. staring into the open, green land, visible from the large windows in front of me.. I hear footsteps approaching fast down the stairs and towards the room.. I knew it was her.. as I sat with a forkful of eggs going to my mouth.. she embraces me from behind and urgently plants her sweet warm lips to my face as her delicate hands wrap around me.. coming from the freezing temperatures of the london winter breeze, her cheek felt so cold on my face, yet the soft tenderness of it felt soo delightful.. I embrace her head and plant a long kiss on that cheek.. her hair so soft, her smell so fresh, her face so sweet.. I feel so relieved she made it to my presence; inside I feel so warm. I pull the chair next to me.. gesturing her to join me and eat...

Suprisingly we were still a bit awkward with one another..

*to be continued* -m