Soul made of Stars

Just a thought

I've a gypsy's soul--with wind racing through my veins and the burning taste of sunshine on my lips. I've moonlight dancing in my eyes and stardust shimmering on my skin. I've tangles in my curls and dirt on my feet, but the world is my palace and life my infinite lover.
I am untamed, a girl reveling in the creations of the cosmos, unable to be barred. So don't use the word "Forever" on a girl like me. The moment the word leaves your lips, I feel the chains of your heart reaching out to take hold of mine. Forevers don't last with us Wild Ones, whose hearts yearn for passion that burns like a spark, and in the end it is you who will feel the pain.
I've a gypsy's soul, with a heart cursed to wander.