old man dances alone on stage
- the naked stage
Pierced by a silver shaft of light
- hailed by the crowd.
glides like a phantom thru slanting rays
- shadow of longing.
A shade lingering on the old brick walls
- clinging for shelter.
crisscross like sharpening knives
- blades of steel,
Tracing patterns in the gathering dust
- dust from the ages.
¡Tango sagrado al alunecer!
Sacred tango late into the night!
¡Un tango virtual electronico!
Our virtual tango across the net!
old man remembers a line from the song
- encoded in rhyme.
Disjointed logic but the beat goes on
- heart of the tango.
Moonlight whispers like
- silk across silk
Promises fading as the shadows
- grow longer.
Who carries him thru his lonely trance
- to glide and swoon
Then rise again to meet as one
- once more?
Nuestro tango virtual electronico;
Our virtual tango across the sea.
Love, love - laser love.
|Un baile nuevo by Molina Campos|