The door sign read "open"
So I walked in.
It certainly did not look like the regular
It was not grand or anything
The seats were of a different make.
It was not the fanciful kind
It was made of hard wood.
The type that will hold you anyday.
Plus the load that you carry.
I looked around.
Not many people were here
But the few had this soft look on their faces.
You know, that look, tranquility.
There was this particular woman
wearing a blue dress.
She was reading a book and had
a drink in front of her.
I looked at her and liked what I saw.
But first of all...
I called the waiter.
A smart looking gentleman waiter
walked up to me.
"What would you like to drink?" he asked
"I would like to have what she is drinking"
I said pointing to the woman in the blue dress
"Oh that. It is the drink of grace. One glass coming up"
It made sense, this is Love Place.