Tea for One
- suzanneculshaw
- Apr 7
- 1 min read
The scene of the crime
Although that sounds negative
The locus for love?
Sitting in the spot
Where we first held hands, drank tea.
No-one opposite.
Seventh of April
Cafe in Saffron Walden
Nineteen ninety five.
Thirty one years on
Feeling desolate, bereft
The loss feels so real.
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