She is one of my greatest sins,
I feel her touch on my lips,
and shutter as I feel her coursing through my veins.
But never have I felt so thoughtful in my life.
More than anything I want more of her,
the sensation as she sends my skin afire,
tingling with passion and desire,
filling my head with such a need and creative fire.
Her kiss on my lips
sweet, but bitter with such a licorice flavor.
Green with envy am I to know,
I am not the only lover that she knows,
but she is only passing though,
to her she has no heart true.
I would give almost anything to have more of her,
Just another glassful...
Please have mercy on me,
My little green fairy