Orders

HE orders dinner for me perhaps to woo me.
HE suggests what to drink, what we can share, where to go after.
HE tells the waiter that we don't need an extra plate, that we will share on the same plate.
HE looks into my eyes...they are the same color as his.
HE opens the door and allows me to pass through first because I'm a lady.
HE holds my hand because HE wants my fingers to be laced with his.
HE walks on the street side of the sidewalk because his grandmother taught him that.
HE opens my car door because HE is chivalrous at heart.
HE plays with my hair because HE likes the texture.
HE takes my clothes off and relishes all that HE sees, one layer at a time.
HE takes me exactly how HE wants me.
HE orders me on top because that's what HE wants.
"Yes sir," I think and then give him everything HE desires.