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Shalimar 6 topics 3 posts	Shalimar wrote about 1 year ago Where are my minions? Will none attend me in the whispering woods? And paint my lips with honey mead And sing to me on lute and harp? Have they all gone frolicking in the meadow Caught in some fairy ring While their beards grow long And their wits grow dim? Have they lost their mind On toxic mushrooms And heady absinthe? Has the green fairy passed this way? Sleep children I will haunt your dreams And steal your memories And bend them to my own desires.
nickmoon 0 topics 1 posts	nickmoon wrote about 1 year ago ah, the green fairy. spent many a night howling at the moon with her. she is a temptress and a trickster. glazed eyed nick, not too quick when drinking absinthe thick! nicely done Lady Shalimar, glad to meet another forest dweller.
flyinaweb 0 topics 3 posts	flyinaweb wrote about 1 year ago, Modified about 1 year ago Dreaming of whispering woods, a night thief... So tired... Frolic? Memories stolen and bent, Minion? Sleeping, bent to awake to attend...
0 topics 3 posts	wrote about 1 year ago A very Interesting poem of seduction! I will never think of absinthe and wormwood the same way. I like this contrast of bitter and sweet. Sweet minion and bitter seductress could make a perfect harmony.

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