I wish to write a poem that moves you tonight. But how can I move a soul that's always on the move? How can my poem leave a trail in a gypsy that moves and leaves no trails? Travel all you want, my friend, to different places and shelters. But your soul, I need it to stay still. Stay Still. I shall write, to move you tonight, like never before. Untouched. I shall write, to touch your soul at pristine corners. Empty. I shall write, to trail and seep into your crevices. But most importantly, Open. I shall write, to have you read it closer. With a tipsy pen hungover on your gypsy soul, I shall write to you. #gypsy #write #move
