tea-time

freshly-boiled water swirls into the
teacup,
heating the thin porcelain from
the first teaspoon.

the water clouds over with tea
releasing a faint scent
into the air above.
on the tray in front,
a plate of biscuits
await.

later, the morning has warmed
and the tea is forgotten,
left to go stone-cold
amidst the busyness of the day.

the cafe staff clears the table
and finds,
hidden
underneath the saucer
a thin white envelope.

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