Absent .......not abstinence.
Is my insatiable appetite
A euphoric delight
Or a splinter cell off my absinthe maddness
Personally to me its..........
It starts with honey and black licorice sucrets
Turning to orange an whip cream then fresh crunchy cherries
Enhanced with the essence of you
Like the sugar cube on a stick
I pour my Absinthe through


And as our pallets change along with life
As they always do one thing remains constant
I follow my heart and
always winds up in you !