The Absinthe Fairy
Sara Russell 15/7/07
When evening comes, with carapace of gold,
To still the wingbeats of another day,
Again, as with artists and bards of old,
La Fee Verte comes, to spirit me away.
She laughs at all my weaknesses and vice,
Stealing my dreams to sprinkle them like dew
Upon my unsuspecting, dreaming eyes,
To give my fantasies a greener hue.
Beware the sly persuasion of her lips,
Take care to tiptoe where she leads astray,
Seeking the lotus, where the dreamer sips,
As darkness meets the closing eyes of day.
Beware her kiss, beware her luscious taste,
So sweet a snare might lay your soul to waste.
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See below for link to video recital with animation.....
http://creativethinkersintl.ning.com/video/video/show?id=1105089:Video:34768
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