G Y P S Y

roun' the fire,

danced slowly,

to rythm and beats,

enticingly ,

smoothly ,

the toes moving as a serpent,

slick and suave,

as ambers of fire cast shadows,

flexing the arms,

swirling,

in a rage she moves,

bewitching,

captivating,

glistening skin,

dancing the night away into oblivion..

E n d

O' ye adamite,

behold!

do not rejoice your delay,

as it shall not last,

bow your head,

unto thy creator,

for there is an end,

to the sun ,

to the moon,

to this delusive world,

and to you,

naked shall the soul be then,

an attire of mud and clay cast off,

to return,

to give away ,

which never was yours,

to lie deep in the heart of earth..