Romance four-line flash fiction:
My fingers trail along the keys of the piano, lighting up the night in song, pouring passion, endearment, and desire into every note.
Magnolia slithers up onto the piano, holding a mic to her mouth, matching the rhythm of my tune, breathing out sensuousness and aphrodesia with the seduction of her alluring voice.
Her eyes take mine in, and mine are lost in hers, the music dancing in unseen harmony across a cord of ravenous infatuation that conjoins our hearts.
With the song barely over, she leans in and I taste the savory Pira Barolo on her lips as we are drawn into a world of timeless wonder, a place where love and romance and music intermingle in one delicious kiss.