The gypsy’s skirt twirls
Her earrings jangle
Her smile radiates
Her laughter penetrates
The man her victim
He is mesmerized
His vision blurred
He smells her scent
He hears her call
He rises and falls
The spell is cast
Love’s curse revealed
A veil is lifted
A light emerges
The gypsy now the victim
Rose Falcone
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gypsy-love/
