How are you tonight Gypsy
Darkness washes all your sins.
Stars prick your skin like harsh diamonds
You remember her red
Skirt flared, her white thighs flash
Her fingers pulling your hair
Do you gypsy
Do you live for nights like these.
It's possible she met you
To give you love
But it matters little that she didn't
No other thing will taste this way.
It's possible she turned away
But tomorrow is another day Gypsy.
Will you dance? Will you drink your skin
Full of life.
Mark its presence felt
Or will you die Gypsy. Its comes
Some day you know
For you
The silence
That lack of respect
It comes Gypsy.
It's possible to lie down with the wolf
She is natures accepting
It's possible to make love to the wind as it screams its purpose
Or whispers to the mind of elemental flow
It's all there Gypsy just because you said it was.
Who cares of death when there is life to understand
Congratulations Louis, Nicole
has chosen your poem to be placed
upon the Muse Mongers Mantel
posted by andy 06/29/09
Darkness washes all your sins.
Stars prick your skin like harsh diamonds
You remember her red
Skirt flared, her white thighs flash
Her fingers pulling your hair
Do you gypsy
Do you live for nights like these.
It's possible she met you
To give you love
But it matters little that she didn't
No other thing will taste this way.
It's possible she turned away
But tomorrow is another day Gypsy.
Will you dance? Will you drink your skin
Full of life.
Mark its presence felt
Or will you die Gypsy. Its comes
Some day you know
For you
The silence
That lack of respect
It comes Gypsy.
It's possible to lie down with the wolf
She is natures accepting
It's possible to make love to the wind as it screams its purpose
Or whispers to the mind of elemental flow
It's all there Gypsy just because you said it was.
Who cares of death when there is life to understand
Congratulations Louis, Nicole
has chosen your poem to be placed
upon the Muse Mongers Mantel
posted by andy 06/29/09
