I sit at this tiny table br and wait br as I have before br for you to make br excuses to get br away; br to steal the tiny time br you have with me. br br I know I should go, br break away br and leave br but I don't. br br I sip my coffee br swirling in the cup br mixing my milk br and your strong brew. br br Perhaps one day br there will be a me and you br but today-right now br there is only me. br br I feel you at my side br suddenly br your face br comes over me br and once again br there is the peace br you offer br each time we meet. br br That is the drug br which overpowers br each time br I br the other woman; br and we br reach across br the tiny table br re-joined br in tiny time br the tiny space br we allow ourselves br to enjoy br br rarely, br this other me br that other you.