Freckled Gypsy - Poem by Marcel Tourdot
Please don’t disappear. Don’t fade away.
Don’t let your gypsy side cast me astray.
I need you now more than I ever knew.
I don’t care what you’ve done or what it is you will do.
Your pretty little freckled face is fresh inside my mind.
So please don’t disappear babe at least for now please be kind.
I’ve painted myself into a corner made of brick and stone.
The floor is peeling underfoot and I feel so alone.
The fire licks my fingertips and scorches at my soul.
And I just keep digging myself deeper into this grave like hole.
A light like yours can lead me home.
A body warm inside my arms.
A fantasy so alive made of flesh and bone.
A voice of warmth a scent of light.
The taste of sunshine and the sound of your sight.
Might just be enough to save my mind.
If only once again I can find.
Cinderella dressed in white.
Standing next to me tonight.
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