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Gypsy Queen

She’s the Gypsy Queen, looking for him in the crowd, dancing to her destiny
While you are dreaming of the moments to come, I write verses.

These lines I pen are from the heart, and when it starts I cannot stop.

Although my soul is a wandering nomad, my passion is that of a Gypsy Queen.

Many have tried but failed to dance alongside the mystical music I choose.

For none have the words that capture the rhythm of my hips so smooth.

As the music plays, my body moves in step of the tune that resounds.

From the crowd that rapidly clusters, these traveling across many towns.

This dance I stage is so enchanting, that both men and ladies wonder.

My movements are so sensual; mesmerizing the crowd is a blunder.

My arms move as a serpent’s tongue hypnotizing as my hips sinfully sway.

My long fingers I adorn with gold and a gem beckon carnal wild lust of men.

I look beyond the crowd and see far in a corner of the town square.

A man of such presence, skin darker than most, I try not to stare.

Yet this man is not one of the town’s many faces.

For his essence of patience, knowledge and hidden passion,

Is what lures my body to move off the stage.

The music continues then I seem to note this man’s eyes bring to me hope.

I sway parting my audience around as this man’s scent has me very aroused.

He does not move from the spot the rhythm leads my yearning to.

I am just a few steps away as he reaches out,

With both hands open, firm and trusting.

Welcoming my presence as I come near,

And softly whispers, “alas my Gypsy Queen you are here”.

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Posted 22 Sep 2013 15:43
Like a lovely musical play. Keep dancing little Gypsy. But together.
Posted 13 Apr 2012 13:54
Poetically beautiful imagery of a charming Tuscany styled town, I can almost hear the music drawing me to my feet to dance. Yet, I feel this is more of a flash fiction then straight poetic verse.
Posted 09 Apr 2012 09:04
yes you are a Queen
Posted 27 Mar 2012 05:44
Lovely little vignette. I was reminded of Bizet's Carmen. Well done once again.
Posted 23 Mar 2012 17:23
I told you this was good! You have a tremendous skill Isadora.
Posted 23 Mar 2012 12:29
Well done !! You painted a beautiful picture with words. Hoping to see more xx
Posted 23 Mar 2012 11:43
Damn! When is the sequel coming???
Posted 23 Mar 2012 09:41
The description of the scenes so amazing.. like a visual treat to your mind.. The narrative... soo wonderful.. feels like a ballad of yore... A great love story that has been passed down through the ages.
Posted 23 Mar 2012 09:40
Just wow!!

Posted 23 Mar 2012 05:54
Shades of Isabel Allende. Beautifully done.

Posted 23 Mar 2012 04:49
This is some really excellent writing. Great job!
Posted 23 Mar 2012 02:54
I love it! Thanks for sharing, Isadora!
Posted 23 Mar 2012 02:27
A wonderful work of art. So glad yor are able t capture the picture in words. The poem breathes free expression.
Posted 23 Mar 2012 01:13
Is it a new chapter in the life of a Gypsy Queen or the nomad? 5
Posted 23 Mar 2012 00:20
My imagination runs wild...Is there to be a sequel.I loved it
Posted 22 Mar 2012 22:20
You have a passionate soul Isa, the worda are so beautiful and the scene is so captivating. Another amazing piece from you.
Posted 22 Mar 2012 22:13
Breathtaking Isadora.....xx
Posted 22 Mar 2012 22:11
there is something so winsome and joyful about this... :-)

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