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
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