Absinthe

My Absinthe…
Absinthe… is the aphrodisiac of the self
The green fairy who lives in the absinthe
wants your soul… but you are safe with me

An unmemories Temptations
Obscure drink on flesh
Open souls from free minds
Green light in my eyes opens the vision
Libertine spirits run the ways of surrealism
Desires raises from my hearts
Key of the past, gate of the ilusions
I drunk the present for look the away

Poison and Blood, My Absinthe…

Drinks and words does make the damned poetries