she calls to me from across the lounge

i lift my eyes from the page

and she winks

once

i amble over

i stretch as i walk

my body is lithe

i can almost feel a ripple

as my hand smooths its way over my chest

and down…

she watches me

arched back

waiting

i pull up a chair and get in close

so close

i can smell the magic

i stroke her key-pad long and slow

and we begin