Modern Romance, And Dinner For Two…

He smilingly looks at her, and she at him.

But soon they forget their whimsical whim.

BUZZ BUZZ..ring-a-ding-ding.

He reaches for his phone, she reaches for hers.

Their starry eyed look fades quickly into a glazed blur.

Fingers fly in motion, eyes glued to the small amber screen.

She glances up at him; hides a smile while he continues to dream.

Peck-peck…tap tap…fingers continue to fly.

Texting and texting go them into the sweet bye and bye.

She puts down the phone and grabs the paper to read.

The waiter came by to ask if there is anything they need.

They both ignore him without as much as a glance.

He should have known not to intrude…after all…this is modern romance.

J. Allen Wilson © 7/4/2011