Tea for Two

Two for tea
and tea for two
I have seen this verse
from both sides now.

When there was no you
union was a mysterious hope.
There were no
whispered secrets,
me for you
and you for me,

and now the words reverberate
hollow in the glassy hallway
after the zamboni has
polished the tiles and I
conspire against you
with the forces of
record preservation,
and safety.

Two for tea
and tea for two
I will see you in a chair,
glass in your eyes
awaiting my brief visits.
No friends or relations
on weekend vacations.