My Crush Lives Next Door

I love weekends They are time I climb my window To watch my crush wet the flowers They are times I roam the compound Searching for things I never lost Just to watch her play with roses I love it when the sun shines And she walks the street in her pink dress Those are times I stalk her, and wish That we hold hands, and become butterflies Those are times I want to trade my dreams To eat the berries on her lips I love how she breaks silence all night She screams; a mix of pain and pleasure Someone said she moans Yes! I love to hear her moan I do not know what it is to moan But I love how her voice melts my soul A guy leaves her house every morning I do not know him, or what he does to her Or why she moans everytime he is around But I know she likes him because he knows And gives her exactly what she hearts I know how to make her know my name My crush lives next door Please teach me how to make a woman moan For that is all I think she wants Micheal Ace #magicalpoetry ©ACEworld