YOU SEE YOUR GYPSY
Rewind In Time *The Gypsy*(#IdeaStream №1)
THE GYPSY’S REFLECTION
What was all this fuss about. People would stop and stare at me. First in awe and then in fear as I had this deja vu that I used to dance around here. The boy’s would smile and their girlfriend’s would say,“She is the Gypsy. She will steal your heart away.”
Intoxicating renewal by the Gypsy flying free. I found the enticing and enchanted tent sitting wear it used to be. I take my shoes off and throw them away…for shoes were not the way of life being a Gypsy. I am enamored by what I see…the perfection of the woman right in front of me. Hiding behind her crystals she lies in wait…At the same time we say “This was destined to be our fate.”
We laughed in unison and relished in a time that no longer exists. A time when The Gypsy’s kept men entertained…My how had I forgotten, I had the most beautiful tits.
I went into a room that put me a trance…the smoke and mirror incense…the men watched me while I danced. Blonde locks cascading down my face. Love around me, but I need some space.
I run out of the twisted maze I just was in. The men chase after me. I say to a man, “Don’t You Understand? She is simply a reflection of who I used to be.” It is then that I realize…The Gypsy… still lives inside of me. She is a prisoner for I shall never set her free.