Hotel lives

She likes hotel suites,
with a mini bar
she never touches
and a trouser press
that defies logic.

She likes easygoing prints
and a voice at the
end of a telephone
who caters to all
her needs

and she has a few

like

her bed sheets positioned
the ends tucked in,
a quilt with no creases
and a chocolate mint
nicely cold


she likes bell boys
after midnight
who hold her shoes
and give her a towel
from the swim
she took

she leaves a nice tip
and a surreptitious smile
she feels beautiful
on her trips around the world,

she has her preferences
and a doorman
who always wears
white gloves



Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-05-04 at 20:51

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Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
I love this! First class; the lady should travel that way. As for me, I can't stay away from the mini bar.
2015-05-06



I agree with Dave and Josephus.
I like the decadent pleasures and elegance running through the whole but I see loneliness too.
In some ways she reminds me of TW's heroine in "The Roman Spring Of Mrs Stone " but hopefully your heroine has a better destiny.
2015-05-05


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
How elegant. She is obviously a woman of great taste and refinement. Not to mention means. I get the sense that this person is an incarnate desire of a lifestyle many women would like.
2015-05-05


Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
He likes this poem.
:-)x
2015-05-04


shells
Such a vivid description, I feel I can see the snap of her fingers and her backward glance. This flows effortlessly.
2015-05-04


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
I've met one or two of these ladies in my travels. They are rare. You describe them to a "T" but I can tell you onee ther dimension to them; to a one, they are very lonely.
2015-05-04