The green fairy

The girl in green hides in the mist
She caught my eye and stared at me
Then disappeared through the pine trees

Her sweet face one I could kiss
The fog rolled in to blanket all
I love the forests mysteries

Wist these howls and puckery
What's the meaning of ancient tongues?
Now gone like smoke by witchery

I never thought I'd see her again
As I lay in bed some days passed
At the window, a rap, a plea

So I got up at once to find
Her smiling face through hazy glass
Let her in...I'm a fool you see

Not so much to regret that day
For our sweet love was well worth while
Together now for centuries

Image found at https://www.theherald.com.au/story/2880267/absinthe-its-easy-being-green/