Everyday
A young man of only 20
Sand trickling up his legs and between his feet
Under the shade of greenery called a Palm tree
Arms and hands almost raw
A rope tied between his hands and arms
To a piece of bark
To a piece of scenery
The girl walks away
He smiles to himself
What a way to die
He shouts
He chuckles
Starve me to death
He shouts
It might take
three days baby !!!
he chuckles
His baby
She Walks back over
Her bruised legs bend down
Her face meets his
face to face
Her black hair
Dancing in the wind
Her bony hands reach for his chin
And travel up to his face
She whispers in his ear
Who said you would starve?
I have big plans for you
She smiles
He smiles along
He mutters
Just don’t forget the sinner that tainted you
And your world
He smiles
She stands up
She looks him straight in his hazel eyes
Her blue eyes empty
enrapturing his gaze
Oh I will never forget she mutters
She turns her head to look at the ocean
That’s why you will get to see my face
Everyday
She smirks
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