Absynthe

Only you,
alcoholic and herbaceous bitch
wake up the sleeping beast of my
caverns and Polyphemus blinded
eyes can see again.

Happiness hugs me thinking of you,
ecstasy, catches me when you're inside
of me and my face smiles again.

Only you,
liquid parner flow in my veins
killing the child that sometimes
drives me mad and digresses
in my brain.

Yes, you know I'm on a high
but you're provoking orgasms
to my cellls and ejaculations
of joy to all the parts of my soul.

Come in! green by my eyes
with your bitter smell,
play with my tongue
burn under my palate,
vulcanize my blood and
mix it with my thoughts,

elevating me to the top,
to the summit of my craggy
and mountainous existence.