I'd love to explore your body with my lips, feel you're mine and whisper in your ear all the words I wish someone would murmur back at me. As I look at my screen, I am gripped by this need to call you and listen to your breathless voice as you say, "Hold on, I'm almost there. I'm sorry I'm late again." If it was someone else I would have already left, but it's you, so I wait. The best curve in a woman's body is her smile, so as you walk inside you'll see such gesture on my face.
Your name appears on my screen, and I don't know whether to wait for you naked or send you a photo of my slightly uncovered breasts. I want you to picture everything hidden underneath the fabric, and when you get here, I want you to tear it away.
I'm waiting for you in bed. I don't know when you'll arrive, and I can feel the anxiety mounting. As I drape the rough robe across my body, I rub my face tiredly, trying to ward off the chill of the room. It is raining outside, and all I can think of is you bursting into the room, taking off your sodden coat and walking into my arms. I want to see that messy hair of yours, and I want to listen to you grumble and mumble about the traffic and how embarrassed you are for making me wait. You'll blame the traffic and the rain, and I won't listen because I'll be too distracted by my thoughts of what is to come.
The dinner I ordered for us is getting cold. The Wi-Fi in the room tempts me to write to you over and over again and ask where you are. I am breathless, waiting for you to answer my messages. You're like a Christ on a skateboard, with a hairless face. I don't mean to say you're my salvation, but as the believer who waits for its savior's glorious return, I wait for you to finally cross that goddamned door.
These pictures belong to Nadia Bedzhanova's series Hotel Love. She's a Russian filmmaker who fell in love with someone she doesn't even share a language with, proving there are no barriers for love.
Bedzhanova's collection explores the many possibilities of love through technology. This can be seen in her constant use of screenshots showing that language is not an obstacle if two people want to be together.
Nadia Bedzhanova is not the only photographer who has made art out of the secret, erotic encounters of couples at hotels. You can check out the story about the photographer who spied hundreds of couples at Japanese hotels or the couple who photographed Japan's dark fetishes.
Translated by María Isabel Carrasco Cara Chards