I have loved you for a lifetime
Many centuries maybe more
We have run the gamut laughing
Skipping heartbeats wanting more
Tripping into valleys
In the clover we made love
Watching heavens cinema
Clutching closely you above
Your shadow covered my eyes
From the midnight brilliant moon
In your pleasures I laid waiting
As my passions you festooned
We danced like wayward Gypsies
With brightly colored pleasures
We drenched our tears in raindrops
We challenged stormy weather
We fought the fears of terror
When separately we parted
We died to be together
Begin again what we had started
To love you is infinity
Dancing centuries away
I wear you as each freckle
Even now as yesterday
Susan Kathryn de Vegter
copyright 2006
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Reviews of "Dance of the Wayward Gypsies"
Reviewed by Joseph* OneLight*® (Reader)
Reviewed on August 29, 2006
Dear Susan,
I have been privileged to see and hear the Gypsy's song and dance ... it comes from the soul. And I am privileged now to read your work.
With this brilliant write, you prove again that you have much to teach us... that is - the writing, of course... dang! My sincere compliments on such vivid scenery.
- Bill
I cannot find a new word to describe how brilliant this write is or how vivid are the word pictures you created in it. I felt a strange sense of being a part of the dance and could see you in the images you drew on. A you and I were born with Gypsy hearts and only time and distance imprisoned us where we sit.
I loved him. At age twelve he touched my heart with his music. At age twenty he captured my heart when our eyes met as he sat on a stage and sang Four months later, he fractured my heart with his refusal to allow us to stay together. At age seventy
I have been privileged to see and hear the Gypsy's song and dance ... it comes from the soul. And I am privileged now to read your work.
Love, Joy & Peace,
Joseph
You have painted a ballroom with words
The band I even heard!
DWB
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
By far one of your better creations Susan!!
Love Tinka
Love,
Taylor
Your poetry is blooming and soaring to new heights and elevations..
This is the Creme De La Creme !
Love
Peter
Eileen
- Bill
how beautiful
pax A
Eternal Love, Dove
Fee