He quietly sneaks through the trees
for he knows that she'll be there
he peeks through, ever so cautiously
watching her dance without a care
By the slow, flickering campfire
the young gypsy girl dances alone
her toes stepping to the music
her body, gently moving to and fro
Under the cascading moonlight
she dances for the stars
as an old timer plays the fiddle
and another strums on his guitar
This young man, from the nearby town
knows he wants her for his very own
but they're from two very different worlds
yet his love for her has grown
He cannot get her out of his thoughts
her long, auburn hair flowing
as she dances upon such slender legs
and her soft, bare shoulders showing
Then one night, under full moon light
she spotted his wistful gaze
he started to leave in trembling fear
but she called him back again
So by the campfire he sat that night
watching her dance until the dawn
not all the stars were in the sky
as their hearts were beating as one
And now they are together
although she still dances alone
she dances for her lover
under stars they call their own
~PennyLynne~