No Appetite Poem by Valerie Dohren

I really have no appetite
For all that's on the menu
And oh, my love, I so dislike
This cold and noisy venue

I wish you'd take me to a place
Where all the food is scrumptious
And you were kind and courteous
Not pompous and rambunctious

A quiet little restaurant
Where we could dine together
Hold hands beneath the table-top
‘Neath vases filled with heather

Where you would gaze into my eyes
Whispering that you loved me
Smiling through the candle-glow
Oh that would be so lov'ly

But I guess that's not your style
You never were romantic
Let's face it love, you're insincere
And just so sycophantic

I think it's time to walk away
To close the menu's cover
My bus is due at any time
Don't want you for my lover!

©️15/2/2025 Valerie Dohren