What held me here
What held my heart at bay
What held me close
Pushed me so far, so far away
I look out into this world
And I feel the urge to stray
To wander like a gypsy
To wonder like a child
To uproot and fly
Like a beast in the wild
He gives me gypsy dreams
Makes me want to slip away
He gives me gypsy dreams
Makes staying tight
Feel like I am giving something up
Along the way
He infuses me with wanderlust
Like I can taste his world on my tongue
He makes me dream another language
Where what is said
Feels much warmer when it is sung
It’s adventure in his eyes
And it sets me free
Something about the way he speaks
Speaks to the depths of me
Longing for direction
For passion outside of apathy
For goals larger than
The greatest parts of me
I can not be conservative
When I have the world calling for me
I can not be closed off
To the murmurs of a bolder destiny
He gives me gypsy dreams
Makes me want to slip away
He gives me gypsy dreams
Makes staying tight
Feel like I am giving something up
Along the way
He’s my muse
Because he reconnects me
To my dreams
His tongue is loose
Saying what he feels
Versus what he should mean
Refreshing
Like a simple confession
I get it and grow
Undressing
The layers
That conceal our desires
To explore the worlds we don’t know
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