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