Alesia Leach


Gypsy


Gypsy likes it when it's raining
watch her dance in the twinkling starlight
See her twists and turns while she's playing
watch her movements as lightning strikes

Gypsy sways to nature's music
laughing all the while she's twirling
Like a silhouette she's quite elusive
but in her eyes you see the yearning

Gypsy whispers she's there for the taking
while she trembles in velvet and lace
She'll love you while she's playing
then leave you in this place

Gypsy kisses very sweetly
loving as no tomorrow can
But leaving you completely
like borrowed hourglass sand

Gypsy leaving is a must
as her blood has wanderlust
Though it never been discussed
it's men she'll never trust

Submitted: Thursday, May 29, 2014

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