Gypsy Soul


In sleep she dances,


 

gypsy soul emerges,


 

wandering beneath the moon.


 

Long, gauzy skirts flowing,


 

she moves to earth's music


 

beneath her barefeet.



 

Hair flying in wild black waves,


 

she spins, she twirls,


 

arms spread wide,


 

to welcome nature's gifts-


 

moon, stars, sky, night,


 

Gypsy soul invites them in,


 

and she dances,



 

she dances...



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I like!! this makes my own

I like!! this makes my own gypsy soul want to travel 


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