Gypsy


Bewitched, enchanted, spirited off.

The gypsy came,
wove her spells, hypnotized.

She took them,
seduced them with her tambourine.

She danced for them, preyed on them.

Tempting, seducing, spinning
like a fevered tornado of scarves, and veils. Flashing legs and eyes.

She gave them drink, lured them, stole from them.

She was gone,
by morn.

She took them all.

Men are weak in matters of flesh.


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6 thoughts on “Gypsy

  1. I love the way you built this use into a whirling dance with your words, then shut it down, with her morning departure. The pictures this conjures are clear and still playing through my mind.

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  2. My favorite line: “Tempting, seducing, spinning
    like a fevered tornado of scarves, and veils. Flashing legs and eyes.”

    The way this story is told, in my opinion, is rather sexy!
    Beautifully done!

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  3. This is told in a wonderful, lyrical way. The cadence of the story is mesmerizing. In the end, it’s all true. Flash a little leg, and we’re putty in a woman’s hands. This is a great one.

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