Gypsy Times

I am crying and sad.

They make me sad.

I gave away everything in me.

Just to watch it disappear in a moment.

When put to the test, they vanished away like dust into the thin air.

Words…loving words…never meant…wasted!

I am a gypsy searching for true love and deep relationships.

I must have been dreaming.

I got comfortable here and started to plant my roots.

Then the storm of enlightenment came and woke me up.

Now I leave again…searching,

What will I find around the corner?

Is there love waiting for me there?

I guess I will have to wait and see.

As I collect my belongings and move out into the darkness that surrounds me…

The gypsy.

Poem Written: July 31, 2003