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A Mackerel in Make Believe -PT1-
An unedifying wodge of a f@ggot’s unlit f@g, Sat upon the unbitten flesh of his lower lip. A moonlit spotlight skittered through the skylight, Drawn down to a randy bastard’s come congealing upon her clit. The liquid surface of her sherry glass eyes glistened, Alike a bloodily blotched blade, alight with a crimson sheen. The blunted blade receding, whence her legs enclosed within, Like an un-burly butterfly, closing its withered wings. Frilly flames licked at the lanky tip of a bored bastard’ titular tab, Somersaulting rivets of smoke swivelled in a dainty plume of perforated performance. Vivid branches of blotchy blues sat askew upon her ashen flesh, Against the glossy maroon that marred his wrinkled chest, The uneven wash of eager flush dawned upon the flesh of his wettened neck. Vascular roots twined with the pale pink of a rose, Arose to unfurl from the hollow of his clavicle, up his white throat Her palms were damp, veins unveiled beneath rancid rot, Outpoured from her open pores. Alight with the lilac-blue of ignited night skies, Mightily reigned by the mid of night. She had become a mackerel within his make believe, Nipping at the sea front’s air struggling to breathe. Gooseflesh rippled across her hollow breast, Whence he advanced with the gait of his senior state, Outreaching tobacco stained fingers, to encroach the small of their stiffened peaks, so The hollow of her breast staggered and sought the stagnant skies. And where in the repeating retreat of associated countenance Her eyes crept beneath the bedded covers, in their dissociated acceptance Perhaps to haps the coarse comfort of the eventide, Or to suckle the succulent rays of blistering sunlight. And whence his drawl lulled into the languid pull of slumber, His lame limbs sought the crease between her breasts. And whence the moon dimmed, the night-lilac of the sky, Swallowed the ‘bundant bruising beneath her eyes. Part 1 -complete-
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