her hair as black as night,
draping over her shoulders
to her breast all firm and ripe.
Eyes blue as sapphire
with specks of gypsy gold,
curves that hold her mystery
like secerts never told.
Her belly plump with passion
her navel is my chalice,
tonight I dine with my queen
in this lovers palace.
Draped in silken ecstasy
sprawled out on her divan,
I take my gypsy lover
and prove that I'm her man.
Sweetened by desire
her embrace pulls me in,
the smell of her excitement
would make a priest fall to sin.
Her heart is beating faster
keeping rythem with my own,
a rush of orgasmic charges
she thrust, grinds, and moans.
Soaked in each others bliss
laying in sweet rapture,
I steal one more kiss
for my heart she has truly
