Late night arguing with your dumb ass upstairs neighbor because he has no fucking respect is the best. It’s fucking eleven. Yes I can hear you standing outside my door shooting your BB gun and so can the neighbors who will call the cops since your BB gun looks like a fucking semiautomatic you dumb fuck. His complaint? I smoke and have people over. Um yes I’m an adult with my own place. I respect my neighbors and keep the noise down. I can hear him yelling at his wife that he ain’t a rat. That he never complains Guilty conscience much? I love the fact that my landlord has told me repeatedly that he’s complained and even tried to get me kicked out so he could take my apartment. Well I pay my rent in full and in time. And my landlord knows he’s full of shit.
I look you in the eye while my hand slides up your thigh.
Slowly I caress the skin under your dress.
My fingers gingerly grace your moist hidden place.
With a whimper and a quiver I can feel your body shiver.
I gently spread your lips to give you one sweet kiss.
This moment in time may be your most divine.
My tongue snakes inside as you sit back and enjoy this ride.
You run your fingers through my hair forcing me deeper into your nectarous lair.
I can feel your body quake and your legs oh how they shake.
As I continue to nibble your lips start to dribble.
I look up and see you glow for I now released your flow.
Your mind can’t think while I finish my drink.
Alex Kosmidis March 2014