Marked
Among all the other smiles
There you were dancing free
Your gypsy skirt flying high
Girl you caught more than my eye
Couldn’t help but watch you move
Hair water falling down your back
You caught me staring madly
Saw your eyes make me your mark
Keeping time with those devilish hips
Lips sending me your angel kiss
Gypsy woman crooks her fingertip
Calling with her wiles to play her game
The same music keeps playing on
Everyone with their own old verse
Those others don’t have the sense to go
We gotta romance and they’re in the road
G.R. Hambley ©
February 23, 2018
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