Gypsy soul surrender....

traced your nuance upon my breast

     tenderness upon my lips,

  serenaded me with your sweet guitar

   my restless gypsy soul surrendered,

     breath heavy at the nape of my neck

        as you whispered sonnets in my ear 

       

 

a stirring breeze settled within my spirit,

        awakening me from misty slumber 

            my eyes already weepy missing you

       yet there remained, 

            a gentle hint of your musky scent

                   upon the curves of my décolletage

Author's Note

Reviews

[redzone]

Jumping gypsy soul surrendering symphonics Frieda! Damn, you sure know how to stir the breeze with your poetry.

Ha, there is no better gypsy guitarist than Carlos Santana (saw him play at the Allentown, Pa Fair way back when, and Black Magic Woman and Abraxas live is like floating inside a hurricane). But the music you chose (George Harrison song) not only made your words cry with surrender, but wove the "missing you", "musky scent" into our hearts as well. Dreams like these, of love's, past or lost always leave their scent on the "curves of my (our) decolletage". The words, the song- guitar, cello, voice- move with the sadness of what was, even as you awaken. Still, they haunt us and often make us "weep" with "missing you" tears.

Thinking about gypsy soul, I remember with fondness that movie with Juliette Pinoch and Johnny Depp, "Chocolat"- talk about "whispering sonnets in my ear"... Frieda, your poetry is as tempting as Vianne's chocolate... even as your guitar gently weeps... WOW
~~redzone

[Frieda P]

I do love reading your reviews Curt, there's a huge smile in my heart right now....enjoy your weekend my sweet friend! Grazie mille! xo

[Ayushi]

Oh my, I can't tell you how much I loved the whole concept.
From your title to the song.. everything is truly amazing and moving..

[Frieda P]

Thanks muchly Ayushi, so glad you enjoyed this one....

[A. Amos]

I'm in love with your restless gypsy soul...such a hot, sensual and passionate write. Still in bed and now want to stay here and keep reading this poem....

[Frieda P]

Now I'm smiling.....grazie mille sweet A!

[A. Amos]

You're most welcome my gypsy woman:)

[Frieda P]

Ha funny, my mother always called me Gypsy Rose Lee... :)

[A. Amos]

You are a rose my dear, however a very hot one or lets say a burning rose:)

[Frieda P]

Oh my, you just sent a shiver up my spine sir ;)

[A. Amos]

And what about poor us, after reading your work? :)

[Frieda P]

Awh you're such a sweet man to say, you brought a smile to my heart. :)

[Matching Socks]

Love the subtle romantic sensuality of this one.
You write so beautifully.

[Frieda P]

Thanks Ance, I'm humbled...muchly appreciated.

[Coyote Poetry]

Poetry with Gypsies and Santana. You had me. I enjoyed the journey and the tone of the poem. You create good vision and places with your words. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Frieda P]

Gotta love Santana, thanks so much John, jazz'd you enjoyed my dream.

[Coyote Poetry]

I did. I saw Santana in concert a long time ago. He is amazing.

[Frieda P]

Oh I'm green with envy, my cousin turned me on to him many moons ago, she's seen him a few times....