Thursday, August 2, 2018

Green Dreams of Absinthe

Summoned by invite
The green fairy comes each night
Her power is to enslave
She creates a portal to escape
The drunken haze is only part
Pure as a purely white hart
The madness is spectacular
More inviting than lavender
One may never be free
Despite a joy of esprit
The green is always in control
Until you lose your very soul