They are either
lovers
or
perhaps
husband
and
wife
Passing shifts, morning and night;
He’s waiting,
Half-drunk coffee;
sees her through the window,
waves;
She buys small yoghurt pot (Greek Style, Bio-Live, Raspberry)
And sits beside.
He has already moved the chair
so it is easier
For her to
Sit.
They talk.
Prolonged eye-contact,
Gentle
Hand-holding.
Quiet words.
Then,
Five,
Ten minutes later
They leave.
And the moment is passed.
He to bed, she to work.
Our lives cycle.