Reading Poetry

Reading other's poetry is for me a handsome meal
The house wine is always good enough
Potatoes, yes thank you, I've always liked potatoes
and if there's a green salad, all the better

Dinner in a home is always up to par with candlelight
Intimate conversation and no choice of menu to be made
There's something putting off in wines or words I can't pronounce
Complicated sauces, and I've never been much for dessert

I fire would be nice and good strong coffee at the end