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