We Will Make Music

Do not be afraid, Dear Girl, my room’s right down the hall At the back of the house where it’s quiet; a very pleasant room overall You may if you prefer freshen up after our prolonged amble And I want to examine the paw you twisted falling into that thorny bramble I’m so sorry you hurt yourself as we made our way through the forest You’re light as a feather to carry, there’s no reason to fuss or protest. Here we are! All is ready, even a small repast if you wish Wine-caressed baby artichokes, tender filet, and foie gras upon your dish A rich espresso, a Portuguese ruby port or French champagne that is bliss After we’ve dined we can play: I’m overcome you’re here I’m happy to say Waiting for you to mature to be my accomplished and eager peer Left I with no impatience or regrets let me make that clear Playing with other ladies (often absolutely boring drills) Helped perfect my performance; I do so want to dazzle you with my skill Let me set you into a position where I can see and hear you the most I’ve arranged the room perfectly to suit us I’m not embarrassed to boast I’ll start slow, the prelude is gentle and brief; I’ll be keyed up waiting for you! Place your lips upon your flute, my violin under my chin as we usually do The music stands are a comfortable height; the sheet music will be easy to view As we play together the exotic Raccatta Sonata I wrote especially for two We will make music as no other have me and you!