a bottle of red on date night

it goes fast, a bottle of  red, passing from left to right
over a bowl of paella, date night tonight
at the place downtown, bike racks waiting to be filled.
ours took a place, helmets tossed in our baskets,
hand in hand, no menus please, it's date night,
paella and a bottle of wine, $30 flat rate,
it's a winner where we lay our hands across each
other and smile, no decisions on ordering,
it's date night, it's just us, a bottle of red,
pass it back and forth, it's empty, we're full.