A Smile

As I took
A sip of my coffee,
I glanced at her,
Over the edge,
Of my cup;
For the 10 or 12th time;
I’m not sure.
 
This time,
However,
She saw me,
Over the edge,
Of her cup,
As she took a sip,
Of her tea.
 
I could see,
A tea bag,
Resting,
On the saucer,
On the table,
Before her.
 
As she took,
Her cup down,
From her lips,
She smiled.
 
Sat the cup,
On its saucer.
 
So,
As I took my cup,
Down from my lips,
To set it down,
On its saucer,
On the table before me.
 
I smiled back at her.
 
And mouthed the words,
“Join me?”
 
Her head,
Very slightly shook,
Side-to-side,
As a guy sat down,
At her table,
Blocking my view,
Of her.
 
I finished my coffee,
Stood up.
 
Saw her eyes,
On me.
 
Barely perceptible,
Shrug of my shoulders.
 
Smiled sadly.
 
Turned,
Walked out of the shop.