Gypsy Fashionista


Halter top and dreadlocks,

bedazzled with Forget-Me-Nots.

Your manicured heart and

pedicured soul,

have caught my thoughts


You permeate with colors,

dancing alongside others.

The wind plays with your hair

and the ground catching your steps—

my heart speaks and stutters.


Teach me to be free,

but your caravan readies to leave.

Will I see you again,

my gypsy fashionista?

Perhaps, only in my dreams.


John Reyes View All →

"A tramp, a gentleman, a poet, a dreamer, a lonely fellow, always hopeful of romance and adventure." ~Charlie Chaplin

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