She never stays too long

And just as you think of

Gypsy love, she is gone.

She’s so nomadic;

A roving vixen.

Ever so sporadic;

She’s so bewitching.

Gypsy love will get you,

Then vanish with the wind.

You won’t have a clue

But your heart will mend.

She’s a soul drifter

And she’ll leave you behind.

She’s a heart lifter,

The best you’ll ever find

(she’ll drive you from your mind).

Gypsy love wanders

Living in exile

Green eyed love ponders

Each and every smile

For many a forbidden mile

By: mb

Copyright 3/23/99 Michelle M. Brown