the pilgrim and the gypsy

woman.
i call you out like a child.
like a flower they call dandelions.
but they happen to be my favorite.
and when they are through.
wish.
but i am tired of wishing.
i have said so many prayers.
and then.
i stopped.
because.
im in a sandbox.
as a pilgrim.
in love with a gypsy.
and she has me wrapped around her world.
and another phone call will bring me closer.
or one step away.

dance.
one.
more.
time.