Shamira
said to me
come for lunch

so I told
my mother
I'll be out
for my lunch
this Sunday

Shamira's
parent's place
was empty

just us two
sitting there
eating lunch
drinking wine

I can play
piano
I know
some
Beethoven
if you like?

Ok then
I replied

so she did
and I watched
her fingers
moving on
the keyboard

Beethoven's
Fur Elise
sounded well
after that
and a short
Chopin piece

how about
some dessert?
I asked her

have we time?
she replied
my parents
may return
anytime

always time
for dessert
I told her

so we went
to her room
and undressed
and began

then we heard
her parent's
car pull in
the front drive

o my God
she uttered
and we stopped
and got dressed

she uptight
my pecker
all distressed.