the gypsy weeps...

eyes in midnight velvet

black jet

tamed by no man yet 

soft breasts of alabaster silk

with skin like soft creamy milk

 

hair spread like raven wings
when she speaks the gods do sing

lips all pouty and shimmering wet
she lives and loves without regret

spinning webs in ribbons of light
laid in shadows of darkest night

                  

 secrets hid in her red red heart
yearning for a love not lived apart

wish she did with all her might
but life alone is her sad plight

and so it is in the forest deep
the heavens sleep

as

the gypsy

weeps