Gypsy Wildfire

She will blaze through you
like a gypsy wildfire.
Igniting your soul and dancing
in its flames.
And when she is gone,
the smell of her
smoke will be the only
thing left
to soothe you.

© Nicole Lyons 2016

7 thoughts on “Gypsy Wildfire

  1. Yes, indeed. And sometimes, at night, I still catch a whiff of that smoke, more than a decade later. But she has gone beyond and dances among the stars, and a bird might be heard that speaks a single word. —- Lovely poem, Nicole.

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