Flight of fingers
Fluttering firmly
Up and down the smooth neck-
Striking with precision
On every beat, off beat,
  (and everywhere
   and in-between)
Gliding from head
   to body-
In a blink,
The protracted sigh...
The quick step!
How she sings when she
   is touched!
Full attention is on her
   sigh, and then on him
Holding her fast,
In the cradle of his arm,
Nailing her nylons,
Not an inch untouched
Unstroked, unravaged.
And he,
cooly,
Maestro can
do it
all
(enthrall)
while smoking.