Green Fairy Poem by John I Nash

Green Fairy
This Sprite from the far north has intruded into my mind, more so than wine, in my trance myself thought it to be celestially divine.
Nonetheless its magic powers spreads my mind to far off places, things, thoughts and conducts better not spoken of let alone understood.
Dissolving into my chair I can see all that is there, water drifting over time.
Fog that no sun can penetrate like the perpetual virgin teasing ones senses but never surrendering.
No consummation of thought ever to be found again, that is my fate.
Green mist shades my eyes, time stops so that I may observe closer, that which I do not like.
This emerald elf has seduced me into a place of halves, sadly no reality can found, only green mist that surrounds my mind.