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Midnight I hear
Deeper,deeper,
Speak to me deeper,
Speak to me deeper more.
I just adore,the crazy lady,
who lives next door,third floor.
At exactly,midnight I hear,
screams and falling clothes.
And doors,shutting and opening,
and mouths cussing just before.
Deeper,deeper,
Speak to me more deeper,
I hear a man,your man,I suppose.
Calling you a slut.
Calling you a slag.
Calling you a filthy hoar.
I don't think you are,even though,you dress like a hoar from long ago.
Deeper,deeper,
Speak to me sweetner.
I won't close none of my doors.
© CandyFlossMonet. August 2023
Speak to me deeper,
Speak to me deeper more.
I just adore,the crazy lady,
who lives next door,third floor.
At exactly,midnight I hear,
screams and falling clothes.
And doors,shutting and opening,
and mouths cussing just before.
Deeper,deeper,
Speak to me more deeper,
I hear a man,your man,I suppose.
Calling you a slut.
Calling you a slag.
Calling you a filthy hoar.
I don't think you are,even though,you dress like a hoar from long ago.
Deeper,deeper,
Speak to me sweetner.
I won't close none of my doors.
© CandyFlossMonet. August 2023
Published 2nd Aug 2023
| Edited 3rd Aug 2023
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2nd Aug 2023 1:28pm
I didn’t expect the end. I thought you were just writing disparaging words about your neighbor, however, the ending is lovely and touching.
Good poem, poet.
Good poem, poet.
2nd Aug 2023 2:14pm
Nice level of passion......and the ugly side comes out as well. Regards, Robert.
2nd Aug 2023 11:35pm
