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Click herewith Tathagata
With anise breath she blew a kiss
to the balcony above
he answered with that tiny smile
that spake of the moon and love
Crossing slowly to the little cafe
she ordered another cup
he watched her willowly winsome walking
what images conjured up
she sipped her glass of lethal brew
and beckoned to his grin
Ah she dances with La fée verte
his hand massaged his chin
Her pulse it raced, her heart beat fast
as she felt his eyes upon her
He wondered how to have her heart
and still preserve her honor
Throwing caution to the winds she
recrossed the sleepy street
where with the help of greenish fairies
he swept her off her feet
a secret smile she hid from him
as she hung onto his neck
he was torn between the age old choice
to pillage or protect
she answered all his doubts and fears
when she handed him a drink
who would have thought a glass of green
would put him in the pink
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When I saw absinthe in the title, I knew you wrote this with tath. lol Very smooth read.
esp. the lines
He wondered how to have her heart
and still preserve her honor
and
he was torn between the age old choice
to pillage or protect
umm....looks like you two got carried away and had to dance for longer than 16 lines...i know, its fun to break the rules!