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Jan 2017 · 964
Gypsy Eyes (for Gwendolyn)
Justin Tyme Jan 2017
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
Dec 2016 · 669
The Gathering
Justin Tyme Dec 2016
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

— The End —