she’s a gypsy girl
gonna take your heart
for a twirl and a spin
then she’ll crawl right
down under your skin
ride you outta your restless day
corral you down in her savage night
gonna love you good
with all her might
she’s a gypsy girl
gonna take your heart
for a twirl and a spin
then she’ll crawl right
down under your skin
ride you outta your restless day
corral you down in her savage night
gonna love you good
with all her might
she’s a gypsy girl
10 comments:
What a strange image.
your voice is perfect for the image...
much love
wild abandon in nearly slow motion. ~rick
The image looks quite wild and frenzied, so much like love when its overflowing and naughty (!!)
Joy,
Susan
I always wanted to be a Gypsy girl. The whole idea of flowers in your hair, long colourful dresses, music and dance and nomadic life.;) And freedom.;
Have a lovely Friday,
xo
Zuzana
oh, trevor, i don't think "strange" - perhaps wild and wanton? :)
thanks stacey! i loved this image of nolde's and thought it was perfect for this piece -
hey rick! so how are you these days? and where? yep, wild abandon! just the ticket on cold snowy days!!!
dear dear susan! you have SUCH a way with words, lady!!! love it!!! thanks so much!!!! :)
and zuzana - all you have to do is just "do" it - whatever "it" is - and you certainly already have the hair of a gypsy girl! beautiful!
so, just go forth and gypsy!!! ;)
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