Don't compare her to sunshine and roses when she's clearly orchids and moonlight.

Hair tangled with the windSun kissed faceLover of the forestthe seathe skyand anything wild and freeShe’s a gypsy goddess.

Kiss her gypsy soul and love her for the wild rose she is.

Your soul is so bohemian, free and gypsy wild. Come swim with me in the calming sea, let's be mermaids for awhile.

She was a restless soul. Born with black wings and a gypsy heart.

Storms,those whirlwinds and symphoniesin the sky,nourish her midnight souland comfort her gypsy spirit.Those tempests amplifythe starlight in her eyes,the moonbeams in her veins.