Best Poems Written by Polina Todorova

Gypsy Song

Don’t touch her with your fingertips.
Don’t touch her with your thoughts.
My desire will burn you
In the minute when you will 
And I will be burned with you.
Doesn’t turning us dust. 
The wind is who already waiting for us...
The wind is who turning 
This wagon in which 
I kept my gypsy skirt
Dressed in freedom and joy
For to dance in your eyes only
With hands to the sky
Of our souls and dreams
And with lips who see 
You are in flames
When touching her 
But not touching me.

Copyright © Polina Todorova | Year Posted 2006