Insecurity Cafe This is her favorite place – White tablecloths, excellent food, Extensive wine list – She loves to go out, Looks fantastic, Inviting, Tender, Sensuous. This place makes me nervous, Our isolated table in the forest Accessible only to the leering Wolf-headed waiters in Perfectly pressed tuxedos With impeccable manners – A constantly circling pack. She seems oblivious to the salacious Stares, Glances, Salivating. I would rather we stayed in, Sequestered from hungry eyes Full of lascivious intent…. But, she loves to go out, So I smile, sip my wine, hold her hand – Wonder how long it will be before She succumbs to the allure of the Predators Philanderers Lady-killers.