“Love me,”

the sign calls in the night.

“Come inside,”

the open door suggests.

“Pull up a chair,”

the seat shifts to the side.

I sit and wait.

Soft strains of music

waft through the room.

The door to the kitchen opens.

“Hello, my darling,”

the man says with a wink.

My mouth drops open.

He walks closer.

The music quickens its pace.

“What is this?”

I ask.

Handsome in a suit and tie,

he drops onto one knee.

In his right hand, a black box.

My hands cover my mouth.

He offers the box.

I take it with trembling fingers.

Inside, sits a diamond ring.

I stare into my love’s eyes.

He quirks an eyebrow.

I nod my head.

No words are needed.

He places the ring on my finger.

I’m in his arms.

Where I will remain

for the rest of my life.