Gypsy

Dance with me
Spin like fire; love like flame
Carefree
Sweet raindrops fall
Silks they plaster themselves
To our skin
Sensuous and binding through
The fiery rain; the icy fire
Violins soar and drums pound
Our ears pumped with blood pulsing
Showered gold and silver streets
Winding smoke it mellows us

Lust
Claims none
That cannot
Feel.