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Mar 2015
Sweet Gypsy May
Oh what can I say
With the gift of the gods
Divinely displayed

Every look into mine eyes
A sinking heart abandons time
Shades of amber golden shines
In her world without confines

Words lost, knocking knees
My heart is skipping beats
Short black hair
I feel a bit queer
For if she were a he
Not sure I'd care

Her smile drains
My burdens dry
As I watch her leave
My soul asks why...
Traveler
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Traveler  62/M/Traverse City Mi.
(62/M/Traverse City Mi.)   
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