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Come Into My Room
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Come Into My Room |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines 
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Come Into My Room We first moved into that room, as the other would shake and sound like the tractor trailers were going to crash into it, even though we were on the second floor. Wallpapered in delicate burgundy roses on cream background. My homemade curtains and quilted coverlet to match. Even a canopy at one time, always creatively challenging me... just like the love we shared. It's been so long since I slept in my own room, that room I use to share for twenty-two of the last twenty-three years. I remember the first waterbed and how it moved each night during our passionate loving. How we progressed from double to queen and just as we changed to a king, you changed your feelings towards me... the size now allowing each to sleep entirely without touching. We exchanged that last waterbed for a firm mattress, as firm as your resistance had become towards me. So I abandoned that room, the night you abandoned me, and until now, have only entered when searching for something needed. Today I straightened out the furniture, touching where your prints still showed through the dust that has gathered over time. I find inside the tall chest, reminders of you, cologne in an Avon antique car, and with it the small dollhouse bottle that had been a housewarming gift to me, you know, the little white house and picket fence cliche. There was also a small pistol from when you served in VietNam, your dog tags and military ID. Ties were in the next drawer, many I had chosen as gifts over the years to go with your clear blue eyes. I always loved you in a suit. In the bottom drawer, you left behind a sweater, a favorite of mine from when we first met, a V-neck wool. So long ago, when you were gone, a friend of yours wore it when taking me out. Said he was protecting me, while you were away, overseas. Wore it so I could feel close to you. Today, I stroked it gently with my hand, lifted it to my cheek, bringing back the soft memories of you. I shall sleep once again, in that king sized bed, stretched out, bordered by memories, as you come into my room tonight. M "Love is not blind - It sees more and not less, but because it sees more, it is willing to see less." (Will Moss) [This message has been edited by nakdthoughts (03-08-2002 02:45 PM).] |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
this was sad..but very touching..something about those king size beds..just not as cozy as a double..hugss ~Vic |
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Silver Streak Member Elite
since 2002-01-02
Posts 3625FL, USA |
A very lovely write, Maureen.  ((Maureen)) -newell Sharing God's Love through perfectlovepoetry.com |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
Using the beds to show the stages of feelings was an excellent way of conveying the loss, and I enjoyed this very much. ~* Without deep reflection one knows from daily life that one exists for other people ." *~ |
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Magnus
since 2001-10-10
Posts 14135South Carolina, USA |
Maureen, this is sad, but such beautiful words...and so many feelings tied into this poem, the room, the bed, all of his things...so many memories to lie beside you. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
 (big hugggsssssss) Awwwwwww, this is so sad but beautiful, sweet friend, I hope now love has filled the rooms of your heart once more and now you forever rest and share the heavens with the one you love! (sigh) We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is fabulous! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Maureen, thank you for sahring!  May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Victoria, well it's always sad to see a relationship end. I loved the king because I could position myself in any direction on the bed. *s hugssss M Newell, Thank you for reading me today hugsssss back M Mysteria, thank you ..I hadn't really thought of it that way and yet that was actually how it worked out in my life..there must be a message here somewhere *s Barry, sad and truthful, was going to add some more..like the one mismatched sock I found left under the vanity desk.. oh I have 32 years of memories so far..including the last few bad years..but they aren't so bad anymore..they have become routine, allowing the good memories to resurface finally as they did in a way today. Thank You, M Noah, well thanks, but there will be no loves for me for a while anyway..need to remove one from my life first *s hugssss M |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
Maureen, This one is a real tear jerker...goodness, should've give a hankie warning. LOL! Very nice writing! Michael Stars will shine when I am gone |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
was meant to be a sigher maybe..not a tear jerker..darnnnnnnn I could really jerk the tears if I gave my life story from the beginning..it was a fairytale love...just somehow didn't end happily ever after..although 30 some years is a long time... thanks Michael, M |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
M, So glad I didn't miss this poem. For all its sadness I like best that you are, in fact, moving on. I am so very impressed by that. Let the healing begin. I look forward to the day when love once again captures your sensitive heart! Just an awesome job on this poem.  Everybody thinks of changing humanity and nobody thinks of changing himself. Leo Tolstoy |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Larry, sadness, truth...I have given alot of thought to my "predicament" and realize there are many mistakes I have made in dealing with this situation. One is I must relieve myself of all that impedes my progress...so I am cleaning house, so to speak. And as for loving again..it's time I just love myself for who and what I am and not look for its chancing upon me again. You may see a few more poems that will seem sad as I come across the memories while cleaning up my life...But be assured..they are just memories leaving me with a slightly crooked smile, an upraised eyebrow and a renewed energy. hugsssss and thanks *s M [This message has been edited by nakdthoughts (03-10-2002 09:23 AM).] |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoyed |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
thank you Vandana *s M |
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