DINNER FOR TWO

'A Special Night'  by  Trish

It can soothe the tension, bridge the chasm of time

Soft lights, music, a bitter sweet wine.

Entree  that slides over, tongue, hard palette,

Then a main course of prawns and red mullet.

Dancing, entwined in each other's arms,
Perhaps admiring the vocalist's charms?
Return to the table for dessert
The waiter dabs red syrup, off your white shirt.

As the night unfolds, music and song
Begins to sound loud, lacking, all wrong.
There's undisguised strain, on the vocalist's face,
Perhaps due to the tight belt round her small waist?

The musicians played, violins, guitars, at the tables,
Music from other lands, set to folk lore, fables.
Of the  pale image with the tiny waist, there's no sight.
The waiter brings the account, says 'Hope you enjoyed the night.'

Tushie