Brunch

It was fine.
It was the hottest place in town
and the hottest day of summer.
He dressed in brunch finery
and knew exactly what utensils to use.
The waiter always gave me a sneer
beneath his mustache.
We were able to avoid talking about the weather
and when his dimples showed through
I saw a simple nature and
a man that could comfort me.
It was fine.