The song that you play
Such clarity all too divine
With every note encircling around me
Sending me into a boggled swoon
A joyfully unconscious inebriation.
Oh I must have your song with me for all time
For your harmony can only be an ascension,
stumbled from the celestial meadows, having the
world to bask in delightment
Please, continue your song
Touch my gullible senses into sweet submission
without haste
And allow no man, nor woman to deny your ambiance,
You keeper of seduction
My true
Violinist