Not To Overthink

The light evening meal Served under moon and stars, Flickering candlelights whilst Writing our memoirs. Classical music; Beauty to my ears, Gazing up to Venus, Mars, Thinking biospheres. Accidentally tapping me Underneath the table, Glimpsing in my eyes Like you’re ready and you’re able. The buzzer sounding beeping We both place down our ink, A time to relax and Not to over-think. Carefully pour the wine Smooth fruity chardonnay, Happy cheers in unison Homemade herb bread on tray. Bread it tastes so earthy Enjoying much to nibble; Bread it is so yummy Smiles, Winks…giggle. Beginning on the soup You made for me with care, Organic hot tomatoes OBSTRUCTION lack of air… From Your human hair!!! You just sit there on your lawn chair, And glare and stare. I want to swear and swear… Though I’m choking and in in In the middle of nowhere!!!