she sat in a trance so serene
her hazel eyes reading me
the gypsy lady made a sign
towards the next chair for me
her language was not known to me
she drew a symbol just for me
on the table with a small chalk red
her fingers painted words unsaid.
Sharmishtha basu
17 .1.11
wild wind blows free
13 years ago
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