Daydreamer in the sun,
deep thinker at night under the moon.
Her soul is awakened to a kicky spirit,
as she walks along the shore
barefoot on the dunes.
She is a wanderer with a wild heart,
brave and fearless.
Peace seeker living in harmony and freedom,
traveling along her path,
she has never been a follower or a leader.
Her eyes brilliantly glow in the light,
along with her captivating smile,
as she meets kindred spirits
on her travels and stays for a while.
Musings about her past dreams,
she buried her lost love turning it to stone,
hence writing a love story Gypsy once lived,
now spending her days writing poetry peaceful and alone.

She was fierce.
She was wild and night-time.
A heart so gigantic
she could paint a picture world-wide.
Her style was her own.
Her spirit is unchained.
Liberated running away from society
touching the earth with her bare feet,
it embraced her soul,
leaving her breathless and carefree.
A natural and appearing
like a field of flowers,
bright and magical.
She was a kaleidoscope of colors
living enchantingly under the moon at night,
and cheerfully in the sun
with its radiance and light.