into the menu smiling
cheeks reflect candlelit
white tablecloth islands
amid the carpeted scurry
of busboys and waiters
in the backdropp of our night
tinkling laughter and ice cubes
accompany depths of conversation
overheard yet unheard
from couples in quorum
around the raised platform
at the center of the room
noises diminish with
dimming lights as
all eyes are drawn
to the spot center-stage
except mine
which are upon you
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