Born with The Phantom of the Opera's shadow:[Damn you!You little prying Pandora!You little demon.Is this what you wanted to see? Curse you!You little lying Delilah!You little viper.Now you cannot ever be free!] Gosh, I can never listen to it enough! 

Milk and Nose

Like a Sweet Wild Rose

Ah, summertime and those fuzzy juicy pinkish yellow sweet peaches!

A Saturday's Peach

So my professor told me, in front of the whole class, that he could not function or think about anything sexually for a week after seeing this poem.

That girl, I've seen her upclose

An encounter on a flight but I already forget about that flight or that angel's face and this poem is the only thing left from that past, barely counting as a memory but more like a residue.

Angel boy

Something that is dark red that happened at night. It is possible that I was thinking about vampires.

Scarlet Crimson Cherry Rose Sangria

Yet another love poem, about all the magical adventures that two lovers can take together. I suppose I am one of those cheesy poets at heart......

A poem to you

Listen to "Roses" first. This is a side note to that because ... why not? Maybe the beginning of something for me to make the unpresentable presentable?

A little weirdo's side note to Roses

A poem for when the season approaches summer.

Roses

The story of a girl and a very large flower.

she finds herself facing a giant ORCHID

A love poem recorded while lying in my bathtub in darkness in the early morning.

my obsession has turned me into a dusty little grey

Simeng's mumblings like milk flow out of the nose. You can also visit my website for text versions of these readings and my other works : www.simengwang.com

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Milk and Nose

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