Stormy

Stormy has decided to disclose
The details of his game
He may have tried to buy her off
But she relishes his shame

He was one to grab, not touch
Spittle forming on his lips
An attempt to pull away
Met with digging fingertips

He then forced her to her knees
Deep in the shifting sand
He said she'll be sweet memory
When he's the leader of this land.