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Her soul is an ocean.
When I put my ear up to her heart,
I can hear the waves
Crashing against her breast.
Baptized in that water,
I have been purged of sin.
I forever have to thank that gypsy soul,
For teaching me to live the dance.
She sways to the hum of the violin
And causes the Earth to revolve
As it follows the movement
Of her spinning body.
She has gone with the caravan.
Not willing to dance in one place,
Never growing tired of spinning in circles.
Not even my heart
Can keep her nomad spirit
Calm for long.
I imagine as if she’s coming back.
But I know that gypsies never take a map.
She moves with the way in her mind.
Leaving nothing but a memory
Of her beauty,
The calming frenzy in her eyes.
I know those eyes will continue to blaze.
Burning through the night,
Keeping souls warm.
Her hair will always attack the air,
Entangling the universe in its knots,
Willing each atom of existence to feel.
Yet, I live on
Without that One,
Causing stars to fall,
As I spin and spin
In this dance
All my own.
- by Natures Warning |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/14/2009 |
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- Title: Gypsy Soul
- Artist: Natures Warning
- Description: It's beter to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all.
- Date: 01/14/2009
- Tags: gypsy soul
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- Moonlight_Maiden123 - 01/14/2009
- that was very interesting in a lovely way. excellant work ^^
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