Once everyday he visits
Those mysterious walls
Where gypsy sits.
He finds them all mystical
Every brick.
The breeze in her locks
Sings freedom to his ears.
Her confident voice
Give strength
To his tears.
He finds her unique
Her every word
The soul beneath.
Curiosity drives him crazy
Once every day he visits
Those mysterious walls
Where gypsy sits.
He visits for random reasons
Pretexts, excuses,
Different seasons.
He tries to lure her to civility
Just to get fascinated
By her wilderness
By her ethnicity.
More he tries to keep a check
More her aura causes heart wreck
She is peace and a storm
At the same time
Aah! Gypsy woman
And the wild rhyme.
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