Reason took Love to dinner Friday night
To a secluded, moderate-priced venue.
Love said: “Let’s start with a tequila flight.”
Reason explained the dishes on the menu.
And as they filled themselves with food and drink,
They talked about how life can be unreal.
Reason kept asking Love: “What do you think?”
While Love kept asking him: “How do you feel?”
And when the moment came to say good night
And eye to eye they shared a pregnant lull,
Love knew that it would never be more right
And Reason felt that it was logical.“My place or yours?” Love asked. “Either is fine.”
And Reason said: “Yours always; never mine.”
Copyright 2015 Matthew J Wells