Dinner?

She’s calling me to dinner now,
And lowering her husky voice,
Says breakfast is included too.
If that is what I’d like to do.

I want to say, I’ll bring the tea –
The chamomile she likes so much –
Instead, I say, he’s still a friend.
Let’s wait until its legal end.

We loved without a care for law,
And now that we are in the gray,
You’re choosing to be on his side?
There’s no more need for us to hide.

Her huskiness was haughtiness.
Impatience! That’s what plagues her so.
He has been nothing if not nice.
I tell her straight – I’m still his wife.