About the Poem
I love music, especially violin music, but when I hear the gypsy violin something magical happens to me. All I have to do is close my eyes and I am amid the gypsies. I can almost smell their campfire and feel the music luring, tempting, craving - dance, dance, please dance for me.
The Gypsy Violin |
| by Munda |
| The compelling violin lures With an irresistible yearn Dance, dance, please dance for me I can no longer adjourn! Ethereal notes float from its strings Caressing like a lover's hand Sensual music, Angel's touch Leading the way to wonderland Embracing with utter delight Craving, beckoning me Tempting my lonely heart Dance, dance on my melody! Faster, faster the music escapes Without compassion to body or soul Seducer of lonely hearts Until dancing is my only goal Faces gyrate while I dance on passion Flashes of fire in the corner of my eyes The violin plays like never before Until I become one and loneliness dies With a final cry and a final touch The violin stops, the music ends Leaving behind an emptiness We'll meet again, my violin friend |
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5 Visitor Comments
shawna
this a true feel that you have inside. you have true beauty from within.
ada
great !
Susan
the poem is beautiful I picture the music and gypsies dancing! thank you:)
Gurjar
Good one. Thks
Syd
your poetry is magnifucenti love the violun and you captured it's beauty
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