ABSINTH JUBILEE

Each drop goes down like fire

Each shot is meant to inspire

The old potion of poets

An indomitable taste

Drink to my sex

Drink to your high

Seclude yourself and cry

Let me be your lucid dream

dancing in a feild of green

Kiss my lips of Jade

with eyes of emerald shade

Seclude yourself from life

and come to your absinth sprite

Be drunk with me

Desire me

Possess me

One shot I whisper

Two shots I sing

three shots im untouchable

Im the old potion for poets

sought at the bottom of bottles

your winged emerald mistress

Your Absinth Jubilee

Reviews

[Lydia]

Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. I loved this piece, it all works really well together. Great job.

[Periac]

wonderful write.....wonderful

[SPINNING ON that dizzy ..]

Tssst this is hot and draws you right in! Excellent images here..... Of course green has always been my favorite color - now more reason to feel that way! "your winged emerald mistress" - ahhh like the sound of that control....

Good one.

Kath