I am a gypsie childe
dancing round the fire.Living and
loving with all that I am.Music is the
beat of my heart bringing pleasure to my soul.Freedom is my goal, finding the spirit of life wherever I may roam.
Something deep inside
spurs me forward, never backing down to those who believe I should enter a life
of servitude for I know that would bring my death and I am not able to go
willingly.
To cage me, to shackle
me to a common life would be more than I can bear.Although there have been times when I have
tried for want of constant love.Then from
somewhere hidden I hear the music rise up within and my feet feel the need to
move.
It is not you, my love,
who I wander away from, it is the feeling that life is without purpose; that
life is not being experienced to its fullest.To live is to dance to your own song and I, I must dance to mine.
What to say what to say, this, to me, started off as exactly what i expected it to be. An introduction into your inner thoughts, feelings, an expression of who you are. Then and slightl hidden it turned into a bit of an apology/explaination of why...
Not that there is anything wrong with that, it was emotional, a slight crack in the window to be able to look in and see who and what you are. But becareful who yo let in....
What to say what to say, this, to me, started off as exactly what i expected it to be. An introduction into your inner thoughts, feelings, an expression of who you are. Then and slightl hidden it turned into a bit of an apology/explaination of why...
Not that there is anything wrong with that, it was emotional, a slight crack in the window to be able to look in and see who and what you are. But becareful who yo let in....
Looking for something with substance; something that fills the senses, drawing you in, wrapping you within its web ever so gently, unknowingly. Then by the time you realize it, you have been entangled.. more..