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Gypsy

Gypsy

She is dressed in draping velvet dancing in a room of sun lace and paper flowers.

Her movements seem to have magical powers.

The scent of jasmine is in the air.

A red rose is in her hair.

She gracefully twirls with arms eloquently raised. 

Her passion sets your heart ablaze.

Delicate golden chains and charms dangle from her neck and wrists

as she gracefully bends and twists.

She wears dainty anklets and has rings on her figures and toes.

Sparkling hoops of beads adorn her ear lobes.

She is a gypsy that faces freedom with a little fear but she shows no fear.

Lightning strikes and it lights up the night

has she dances to her hearts' delight.

She is a free spirit filled with passionate desire.

Her striking eyes are lit with fire.

She continues dancing across the floor.

She'll stay in your heart for evermore.

Misty darkness begins to fall and she starts to fade.

A lasting connection she has made. 

Her spirit is dancing away from you now.

Then she takes her last bow.

The fire of her passion remains in your soul

and your heart she has stole.

Was she just an illusion?

That is left to your own conclusion.

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Valerie Beasley...

Kara…Love the imagery you have in this write.  Your words move the reading along in this dance of passion and freedom.  Beautiful!

val

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Cactus Woman

Thank you so very much dear Val 

I am so glad you enjoyed reading :)

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Cactus Woman

Wow! Thank you for your very kind comment, Susan :)

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