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sonnetincture absinthe

Poetry By: firephoenix
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Tags: Sonnet


sonnet, absinthe, emotion, wizard


Submitted:Sep 5, 2011    Reads: 7    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


one scent of this causes strangers to lust,

thought within its absinths, nomads do trust-

one taste the wizard condemns, the world ends,

fore playing the essence of sadist sin.

Pulled from parched lips a quiver smile blushed

those within possession carry the crutch.

holding it`s ransom hearts with every whim

appraising dukedom by their scented skin.

an overdose would forceful put to source

and yet a taste would demonize the soul

mellow seduction offers no remorse

removing garments, selfless with its show-

not even nature could divert ones course

when one consumes essence without control.





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