unfulfilled love - unrequited love - love relinquished - life unlived...

we all are gypsies of a sort wandering traveling through this life other lives space and time here there and yon on roads less traveled - this is a written and visual journal of my own travels - imagined and/or real - come along with me - we'll dance among the stars under the sun and over the moon - we'll share our stories of love around the campfire - come along -

poetry from the heart...


POETRY FROM THE HEART - my own words dedicated to all the words left unspoken, the acts left undone - the love unlived unfulfilled -

i dance with you...only in dreams...

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Thursday, December 16, 2010

my love true...

i been an awful lotta places
kissed all kinds’a  handsome faces
even found one i thought was for me
but i ain’t neva been where i’m ‘sposed to be

till I got to you
my love true


6 comments:

Nevine said...

Oh, I love the lingo and the accent and the beauty of it all. Just beautiful, Jenean!

Nevine

Trish and Rob MacGregor said...

Love it. You do this kind of poem so beautifully! I can hear the rhythm.

GYPSYWOMAN said...

just a little sass and all that, nevine!!! ;)

GYPSYWOMAN said...

thanks so much trish, i was just playing with words in my head and wasn't thinking of all about a little poem but there it is! ;)

glynis said...

I could almost hear music dancing with your words. BEAUTIFUL!!

GYPSYWOMAN said...

me, too, glynis, for real - when i say it aloud, at least - and i'm very glad that you could, too! thanks so much for your always kind words, dear lady!