A romantic poem about love and marriage

She puts on her sweat pants and heads out towards the door
over to the gym to exercise and tone her body just so
Diner reservations are at eight and she has much to do
before meeting him in her silk red dress and winning smile

At the makeup counter she chooses a vigorous Opium scent
and with two dreamy eyes she pays the lady then walks out
Unbeknownst, her darling Mark is at a glass case choosing
a diamond ring for a rare occasion called love and marriage

The gentleman across from him snaps the velvet case closed
son there is a reason why they call this place The Sweat Shop
He knows he spend too much, but she is worth every penny
arriving early he hides the ring underneath the damask cloth

Chopin plays on and as he gazes in her eyes of tinkling glass
he holds out the ring to her " Will You Marry Me" he says
and as the world falls away, for a moment, a second, a day
two lovers kiss in a booth that smells like, roses and wine.