Your hair was full of roses in the dewfall as we danced, <br />The sorceress enchanting and the paladin entranced, <br />In the starlight as we wove us in a web of silk and steel <br />Immemorial as the marble in the halls of Boabdil, <br />In the pleasuance of the roses with the fountains and the yews <br />Where the snowy Sierra soothed us with the breezes and the dews! <br />In the starlight as we trembled from a laugh to a caress, <br />And the God came warm upon us in our pagan allegresse. <br />Was the Baile de la Bona too seductive? Did you feel <br />Through the silence and the softness all the tension of the steel? <br />For your hair was full of roses, and my flesh was full of thorns, <br />And the midnight came upon us worth a million crazy morns. <br />Ah! my Gipsy, my Gitana, my Saliya! were you fain <br />For the dance to turn to earnest? - O the sunny land of Spain! <br />My Gitana, my Saliya! more delicious than a dove! <br />With your hair aflame with roses and your lips alight with love! <br />Shall I see you, shall I kiss you once again? I wander far <br />From the sunny land of summer to the icy Polar Star. <br />I shall find you, I shall have you! I am coming back again <br />From the filth and fog to seek you in the sunny land of Spain. <br />I shall find you, my Gitana, my Saliya! as of old <br />With your hair aflame with roses and your body gay with gold. <br />I shall find you, I shall have you, in the summer and the south <br />With our passion in your body and our love upon your mouth - <br />With our wonder and our worship be the world aflame anew! <br />My Gitana, my Saliya! I am coming back to you!<br /><br />Aleister Crowley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/la-gitana/
