...said the gypsy to her love

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…said the gypsy to her love:

“Your touch burns me to cinders

and your kisses touch the sky,

your hands have fed a hunger

I could revel in all the time,

my mind is fully smitten

with your voice and with your sound,

your fingers are marked forever on

this route upon the ground.

And when we part our ways, we will,

I’ll be a while obsessed,

be tempted to change the natural way

I with this world enmesh,

‘til another hunger awakens in me

that consumes me as a whole,

and I’ll fade for a while from reality,

forgotten to all but my soul.

And should the spirits be our friend

they'll guide for us to cross,

one moment you’d least expect to see

my face, at the road, across,

where my body reacts with a physical thrill

to your hands that are burnt on my skin,

come consummate this moment in time,

and feast on this hour we’re in.”