The Sleeping Gypsy

The Sleeping Gypsy
(with thanks to Kat)
 
 
The sleeping gypsy awakes
to the singing of the Moon
The lion roars to see such fun
and dances a desert tune
 
Oh slip along the sands, my love
Oh drink from the land of night
Smile effulgent, dear Moon above,
melodious lilt of light
 
A quaint refrain of remembered rain
lifts us over sharp hills of pain
Awash in marvel’s mirage, we play
Strum gallant minstrel, of wander’s ways
 
Loyal Leo will lick your wounds
refresh with nature’s might
All our world a whirl of sound
love and luck will soon rebound
 
Charmed music fills the air with glee
Play, dear gypsy, wild and free
No fears to scale your flight
All in a desert’s night
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