You catch the fiddler’s eye, and the drummer too they know that look and wish to play for you


In the fire’s gleam, the star shine and the moon a sliver watches as one enters


As you take three steps back, one to the side dreams of something he will yearn upon for all time


Into the shadowland in to the places of partially seen you wait for the tune the beat to match it in a step


As the voices call you back, the whispers of old return to you softly slowly you start to turn


to your gypsy home, where you knew your mate once and left before


your eyes burn the dark, with the emerald spark that show the flames inside untamed.


with a wild flame of fire, the sparks of desire you start


and you grit your teeth in a hiss of desire for the beat and tune is one you desire


as  a scarf you twist and flow within the space that is between


as the coal-black night blurs you dark brown hair the who watches falls unto your sway once more


a cloak of stars adorns the sky and shadows you in it’s warmth for a time


your shaking limbs respond to the tune the beat and so within the heart again beats for what is within


you take another step and turn another movement slowly the ways of the tune takes the shape of you


into the one who waits line of sight once more you are and into his heart your sight is scored.


and laughing snarling defiant you turn you dance you twist to the tune within the land


you step out into the light and a goddess descends forth dancing and turning for all to enjoy


you must have gypsy blood for the way you move for the way you are the way one see you turn


the way you dance that tune the way you look against the fire moon and night stars.


to the open road and the open sky one at home with them as well


the way the candle flame turns and twist you do so in the mist of fire smoke that curls to your moments.


Catches a secret corner of the that one’s mind and he is lost within you sight the drum lost to his ears his arms burn to hold you this night


of your roving eye you see one stands waiting for your hand, old and worn he knows not if he will be able to hold your heart again.


Now I wait watching in my mind within burning within waiting for the feelings again


 


your transported image within my mind of a day that you danced just so


Burning within my heart and soul


I wait mesmerized for you once more and for the dance to begin


Nine nights your sight has found me nine nights for the words to come forth


And I do not know what to do of this but weep and toss back and forth.


For the spiral dancer stirs is deep within

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