Gypsy

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I walked into her patchouli scented lair
Room filled with pillows to sit and candles lit
Throwing shadowy slants across smokey air and creaky floor...
Incense invaded every pore
And in walks an archaic stereotype
In full Romani garb
Flair of purple..flash of reds
Long raven tressed
Mystic Beauty

I half expected tambourines a concertina
And for her to start dancing...
Instead intently
She looked at me
With arch of brow...
Red smudged lip uttered low....
Words of my unknowing
Wise slow study and a gaze of ages

Twirled taloned nail
Around the bottom
Of delicate tea cup
Creating whirling sound

Around around and around and my eyes danced...

I found myself in her finger
And as she with wide thunderstruck eye
Said with both question annnd assurance
"J?"

I cried...

I yearned
For the sound of
The hint of ..."A"

And longed for the gypsy that remained