Once I knew a woman Who lived in Gypsy ways We made Gypsy love In those my Gypsy days She wore broadcloth and rock jewels And second hand lace Her queenly tatters hung over Her perfect form and grace We would talk for hours about anything From the front page news to Yeats About the New Jerusalem that quietly waits in everyone And then she’d fill the room with spring root and sage As we lay by candle light Our bodies locked in love from midnight to the morning sun When we were one She walked the earth lightly One inch above this world A dreamy blue-eyed goddess With an Andalusian swirl She was a fierce of spirit Innocence unchained No heir to the ills of Adam My Paradise regained Then she led me down to the edge of town Where we lit our Buddha sticks As we floated high above the herringbone bricks in dark galleries A street lamp made her eyes to shine Like a beacon in the night Offering this mariner a guiding light on the stormy seas And a few memories Once I loved a woman Who lived in Gypsy ways Would that I could return To those my Gypsy days