Gypsy

She dances ‘round
An imaginary fire
And listens to
An unearthly choir
Thinking about
The way life could be
If she could bring out
Her spirit gypsy.

No one man
Could ever contain
Her white-hot passion
And the lover’s refrain
Her song of desire
And the wild mystery
The continual pull
Of her spirit gypsy.

What burns also chars
So she’s wary in the dance
But the way of love means
She may take a chance.
She looks deep in the eyes
Of those whom she sees
If they look back they may know
Her spirit gypsy.

If you’ve loved her you know
The warmth of her arms
If you’ve been there you’ve felt
The allure of her charms.
But you surely must know
It never can be
You’ll be much long with
Her spirit gypsy.

She brightens the night
Alone in her bed
In visions of craving
That spin in her head
And at the core of her being
Down on her knees
She opens her heart to
Her spirit gypsy.