IN HER MIRROR

Long Sleepless nights dreaming of you
Not sure which way life will take me

Don’t want them to end though you’re just a friend
Closest thing to love I’ve experienced.

Though I’ve seen the world and marveled at sights
It’s not quite the same…you’re not in them.

Never realized how much I could feel
Until you came ’round, and you showed me.

Now I feel all, plus your tenderness
And I know what real life has to offer.

Castles in the sky, someone like you by my side
Dreams can come true, ‘cause I’ve been there.

You helped open my soul and have shown me a way
to fulfill my life and what is destined

I know where to go, not sure how to get there
But with your guiding light, I can find it.

Have seen the face of love, never truly for myself
but one look in your mirror and it’s reflection.

Just know I need to be, somewhere, near to thee
To feel the power of your life and the echoes.

Not always close at hand, forever close at heart
Your friendship, your guidance directed

Obstacles may challenge, foes turn away,
but your banner out front, deflects them.

Music in my ears, on long sleepless nights
I open my eyes to your laughter and delight

You are the one, who does show me the way
after so many years of attempts and dismay

Eyes so bright, smile so sweet
making music, creating, so addictive.

Opening my soul, to all that glitters and is gold
weaving passion, creation, instinctive

Nothing to chance, no thoughts here now
Unleash all – the canvas is waiting

Joy showers forth, hidden for years
uncovering works contemplated by Masters

You are the one, The Minstrel Gypsy Queen
Opening doors deep within me

Your friendship and love, not easy to give
’cept to him, not ever to betray you

One who will last, ’gainst all friend or foe
will lay down his life to defend you.

He who gives all, by Chivalry’s code
for the Honor of His Queen’s Smile.

One simple nod, opens his heart
Springs forth love, no further deceptions

Carry out all wishes, no task too weary
For a Gypsy Knight serves well his Master

Words flow like rain on these simple pages
knowing not where they will go

His Masters eyes shall gaze them thereon
applaud them, or deny them forever

Never before spoken, forever hidden thoughts
for ages untarnished, unopened.

These are his thoughts, reflected in Her Mirror
as she gazes, the beauty, Her reflection

Inspiring at last, dreams hidden fast
in the cells of the mind, unrelenting

As I think of you, these words just come through
difficult to describe, yet comprehended

No thought unattended – no phrase to be ignored
pen goes to paper, and words come up roaring

’Tis quite an eerie sight, but cannot be deplored
My mind goes to you, and this happens.

Such a welcome bliss, so long remaining dormant
My Gypsy Queen, with Her Mirror
Allowing my soul to be free

Not sure, really, why, but not questioning –
allowing freedom of pen and ink to explore, and thus, live

You bring out the best, this Gypsy has to give
Shining a light on a path quite darkened for years.

You have done nothing wrong, in fact all ’tis right
Shown me trust, love and friendship, thoughts forever lost

Opening mine eyes, to a world not illusion
Allowing me to live once again.

IN HER MIRROR

GypsyKing

Dacula, United States

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