Deep
within her there is a gipsy
The
one who dances merely
And
with wild abandon
The
one with spirit so wild and free.
Her
eyes absorbs all there is to see,
Thus
giving her a quiet wisdow
In
all things she sees the beauty and joy
In
her there is no fear as she sees only the truths
At
night you can watch her dancing in the shadow of the
Fire’s
glow
Her
images looming in at out in the shadows of the night
Her
deep, passionate laughter fills the air in a haunting melody
Her
restless spirit leads her to far away places, seeking wonder.
Her
immense passion propels her into maddening love
Her
abandon sets free the spirit of the woman who dares approach
Her
heart shows no bounds, as she lives at all of the tomorrows.
She
is the gipsy, the wildone, the one with the spirit of living
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