She waits patiently on stage.
I join her there,
In the white-hot glare,
Of the spotlight.
I lift her gently
Into my arms,
stroking her pearly
White complexion.
I caress her long,
Languid neck.
My left hand nimbly,
Strumming her six steel strings.
As my right glides along,
The length of her fingerboard,
Eliciting a seductive murmur
Soft as a lover�s sigh.
My hands move furiously.
She serenades me in her familiar tongue,
With riffs of �Show Me the Way,�
�Wonderful Tonight,� and �Satisfaction,�
Resonating deep from within her belly.
Joined in a lyrical embrace, we�re treated to
Thunderous applause. As I take leave, she again,
takes her place on stage, longing for her next caress.