absinthe kiss


absinthe kiss love drunk
and it's green like we're both green
clean lovers watching from the windows
both lost and dizzy
but so very much in jealous love
ripe love new love
forbidden green of adam's tree
the burning and the hot stinging
of the drink or maybe of the tears?
wrong, yes, but a ritual now a habit
as much as waking and sleeping
you don't mean to do it but you must
i drink only absinthe for you, my lover,
and i remember the burn of your
tongue in my heart
green green blood and another name
another day another life
our life, lover, only drinking
our absinthe kisses

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