Play in your room the mandolin tonight
Painting the air with aurora borealis’ verses
When arabesque designs awake my soul
The shining sound the time reverses.
Play in the streets your mandolin tonight
Into the touching of the cords your love for me
The beatings of my heart will choreograph the scenes
Making the aurora australis never flee.
When you are done, come to my room
We can unmake the bed, and lie in silence still
Immersed into the sounds of astral mandolins
Watching hermetic lovers dancing the quadrille.