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This poem is about the gypsy in all of us. |
| "Gypsies" In your voice, I hear passion, Understanding and caring. From your words, I see patience and concern. I couldn't ask for A better person To share my woes with. Share my dreams, goals. My fantasies with. But I also see The gypsy in your soul. The wanting and getting But never being fulfilled. The wandering ways Your flair and silken tongue. I also have A gypsy in my soul. When I find love, And have hold of it tight. My gypsy soul begs for more And I have to take flight. Could two gypsies Live in harmony? I doubt it. But we'd make beautiful music together. Us two gypsies You and I. |