Soulful, playful melodramatic muse. You might hold her in one place for a while and she'll sing you the most beautiful song but before you know it she's off and traversing the highest peaks of the world, singing her songs to passers by and fellow vagabonds.
- I saw Jitana once, nearly caught her in my hand, I turned to dance the gypsy beat. Red lips, swish of skirt in the heat. The moment disappeared in the sand...
by Kitty Koshka February 03, 2010