Using tables as her dance floor
Reveling in the cheers
That met her every move
Skirts of sunlight and fire
Hiding her legs
Transforming her
Into an unearthly dancer
Beaming with a smile
Stealing hearts and coins
Using tables as her dance floor
Reveling in the cheers
That met her every move
Skirts of sunlight and fire
Hiding her legs
Transforming her
Into an unearthly dancer
Beaming with a smile
Stealing hearts and coins
Ahh Belly dancing, I did a belly dance course once..loved it!
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I wasn’t sure if that was where I was going. I’ve working on a chapter that focuses on Sari, my gypsy character, so the poem showed up in my mind after she entertained an entire tavern. Then she promptly started a barfight with Luke. I can’t take her anywhere.
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LOL she sounds like me hahaha
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Nice read, I dig the girl in the picture 😉
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Thanks. I found the picture doing a Yahoo image search for ‘dancing gypsy’. It was the only one that wasn’t Esmeralda from Hunchback of Notre Dame.
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She’s just my type 🙂
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