Black and Blue

February 18, 2012 § Leave a comment

I watch as the black and blue

Of your make-up

Becomes wet and reveals the

Blue and black of your bruises.

I envy your pouting, painted lips.

I pray for your manicured nails

And £60 cut and colour.

I long to wear your short dress

And have a cunt as beautifully kept

As yours is.

Though I will sleep well tonight,

Content and secure in the knowledge

That tomorrow you will not need

To be asked a third time.

 

By Rob Hughes

 

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