Buttered Toast

She leaned over
to ask me a question,
but the distance
to the bottom
of the answer
was in another
time zone.

I asked her
if she needed
some help,
but she said
that she was
way more
than a handful
and unless
I was willing
to go all the way
up to my elbows,
then there was
really
no reason
to bother.

I offered
my best thought
and a useful tip
and her thanks
was to open
the gateway
to a graceful
conversation.

All and all
the entire evening
was a huge
and climactic event,
but she promises
that she will top that
with butter
on my toast
for breakfast
if I won't skip out
and leave her
holding the last piece
of the puzzle.

Breakfast it is!

runningturtle87