gypsy

about a dancer. this is for the guys :)

how dare you, dancer,

break my concentration,

by stealing all the red

in this room and putting it

on your lips, which will

never belong to me.

how dare you, gypsy,

flap your black dress

in my face, dark satin wind

blown by the unknown,

and violently intoxicating.

quite your silken motion

you mind-theiving wretch,

before i forget who i am.

how dare you, siren, wake

the animal resting deep

beneath the part of me that

considers consequences.

do you think that your

eyes alone can tame it?

those baby blues had

better be ice cold,

or i just might just leap

right out of this chair

and eat you alive.