This place
Entices us all.
The food here is sweet,
Like honey on my tongue.
The company here is alluring;
With toned bodies
And bronzed skin.
But there is poison on their lips.
We cannot tarry here, love.
Come morning,
When the red sun rises;
The food leaves you empty
Still hungry for more.
The wine only makes your head spin.
The men and women here
Are just like us,
looking for a place to rest.
But they too will be left empty.
No we must not tarry.
Onward.
A promise awaits us.
We cannot tarry here.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
-
-
-
what does it have to do w/ hawaiians?
-
-
I don't know clearly
-
-
i mean i guess i see it. but it was more about living the wordly life
-
-
-
Adding your comment:
