Robert M. Simmons  


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      Gypsy Spell

      (for Cynthia)

 

I dreamed I was chief of a gypsy band,

dressed in suede boots and  blouse of brocade,

hidden under my sash, a silver blade,

wearing three ruby rings upon each hand;

that I wandered across this dreary land

in a wagon stocked with goods to trade,

through each sullen town and quiet glade,

with fifteen vagabonds at my command.

I dreamed that you joined my gypsy band

and danced by the campfire's crimson glow,

with tangled hair and bare feet on the sand,

aroused by a spell only gypsies know--

that you danced madly on till the fire died,

then soothed your wild heart that night at my side.

 

                      © 2007 by Robert M. Simmons

Photograph of gypsy girl


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