Next Door Girl

Our next door girl was very pretty
She was a wild rose amidst
Of our poverty ridden neighborhood.

She had a noticeable body
Immaculate legs
Nice boobs and behind.

She was wearing visible jewelry
Jingling bracelets on her wrists
Lips were smudged by red lipstick
All were adding more tease to the scene.

Her skirt was always up
With the sweeping wind on the sidewalk.

Ghetto guys were crazy for her
They made profane and lewd slurs
When she made her way ignoring them through.

All of them wanted to sleep with her
Even it meant a fortune.

She was meeting with her secret lover
-A slim, dark and good looking guy
They were making love
At empty construction sites.

At languid summer nights
Next to the flower pots on the porch
I could see her shadow fell on the curtains
When she had soothing baths.

Rumors went around the ghetto
That she was expecting a baby
From her lover.

Her parents wedded her hastily
With a wealthy merchant
And she moved into a small,
Snow bound Anatolian town.

I still remember her
As it was yesterday
Our sexy and charming
Next door girl.