Of the waitress standing a short distance away.
She returns my smile, then asks, "Can I
Get something for you, sir, today?"
My answer is just as she expects,
Macchiato and vanilla slice, for two –
Nodding a 'thanks', she respects
My need to be alone with you.
She returns with coffee and cake quite soon
And closing my eyes, I imagine you here
As we sat, side by side, each afternoon,
At this very table, for many a year.
Tomorrow we'll each be back once more –
I'll drink your coffee (as well as mine),
We'll leave the waitress your cake (as before),
And we'll have each other till the end of time.