A gypsy Heart

Like a butterfly it floats from one flower to the next. Trying to find a perfect nest to rest. Trying to find a soul to love, a beloved worthy of its love.
With deceit they come. Promising the world and many forevers. Yet their forevers are really whenevers leaving the Heart to roam again. To search all over again for a beloved both dear and near.
Where can a gypsy Heart find rest. Where can it find love , a beloved worthy of its love.
The Heart seeks to beat in synchronicity with another. Making music for the soul, a joyous melody. The heart seeks to love with a perfect love from above. The love that seeks from within the soul. A constant and gracious love. That looks not at gain or desire. That is the love of a gypsy Heart.