The Girl Next Door Poem by Temajung michael tanjang

All was a light
As I came back, tired at night
The lass had just moved in
Against her wall I did lean
And throught a broken pane, I saw her.
sweet brown, slim and enticing.
Bending low, I noticed she was reading.
“tap-tap-rat-tap” I rapped her door
And there she stood beside me,
smiling, revealing white teeth, she said unto me:
“Sheila, they call me”and extended a hand
“Michael, nice to make acquiantance” I replied behind.
Her eyes were so charming
So too the lips, succulent and tantalizing
“Am your neighbour” I whispered;
“So am the girl next door”, she countered
Staring at her, I felt a sudden flush
And smiling beautifully, she did blush
“Tomoroow morning then” I whispered
“Yes tomorrow morning, goodnite Michael”

In bed for two hours she occupied my thoughts
And when the lids closed, she came
It was so real to be a dream
Yes she came…the girl next door