Poem -
coffee to go
the coffee is cold
she doesn't know
she's used to drinking
luke warm..
he wants another
a cappuchino or latte
with almond nibble
but she is happy
sitting with him
holding her calico cup
on the precipice
in the cafe
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Whether this is a first date, the thousandth such meeting of old friends or a hastily arranged final 'Farewell'...we always seem to be sitting on a precipice! It's what gives us our edge!!
An absorbing piece of writing filled with possibilities.
J ;)
its short..subliminal..she's in a world of her own whilst the other is calculating...its me all over..thanks Jason..