Elvis had Gypsy blood in his veins

The Doors opened my eyes

To another world

Through a strange jungle of words

I kept on writing

I kept on dancing

Swinging my hips

My long hair touching my shoulders

Falling down

Falling through

Landing on a cloud

A cloud of cotton

Like a Gypsy

I kept on dancing

Like a lover I kept on making love

To my lover

Mr. Creativity

Me and you forever I said

And still do

I keep swinging my hips

I keep writing words

And making melodies

Light as a cloud

Strong as the water

Like I had Gypsy blood running through my veins

I keep on dancing

I keep creating

I am the one being born

I am the one giving birth

To the art

That lies within my heart

Running through my veins

Sometimes through pain

Through my smile

Always honest

Always me

Always dancing to the beat of art


I am in creation


- I am art