Sold out music festival, 100,000 people are watching us.
We step out onto the stage, the crowd roars like 10 freight trains at full speed.
I deliver a blistering solo to open the song.
The drums kick in, and the bass rumbles in the background.
You start singing, and your lines are in perfect harmony with the band.
The song continues, and as the other guitarist delivers his solo, we begin to kiss.
During our kiss, the fireworks go up, and explode in brilliant flashes of red, blue and green.
Our kiss is passionate, the fans wouldn’t have expected anything less from us.
That kiss ends with my shirt off, and you strutting off to sing the rest of the song while you give me sweet looks the whole time.
I end the song with another blazing solo, this time it’s better than the last one, the guitar goes up, down, behind my back, and even gets played in my teeth, Jimi Hendrix style.
This stunning shredding ends again, with another smokin’ kiss.
Two rockstars, kissing in the spotlight.