a body to lie on
a walk in the park
something to look at
across the table in the dark
as you devour the smoked salmon
and sip the Pinot Grigio
and in-between bites
talk about the day
and something to nod her head
as if to say, yes
as she fixes her dress
and as you roll up a sleeve
what is next
the dessert menu
then you leave
walking out in the cold
wrapped up like a bear
the only thing to mingle
are two breaths in the air