Her eyes told me the story
of a girl that had no home
sleeping under midnight stars
a gypsy she shall roam
She bathes in warm pond water
her skin as soft as silk
her laughter is contagious
her smile as white as milk
This boy could love that gypsy girl
and make her world complete
I think she would fall in love with me
if only we could meet
Jan 31, 2017
Jan 31, 2017 at 1:44 PM UTC
go forth through the night
not uttering a sound
keep your head low
and face to the ground
don't tell them your name
or date of birth
bank account info
or how much your worth
don't offer your palm print
or the color of your eyes
too much info
and everyone dies
the gathering has begun
Dec 6, 2016
Dec 6, 2016 at 10:29 AM UTC