Afternoon Tea

We meet each other
From time to time
By the cafe down the street
Among sunlight and shadows
Chasing each other

A long relationship
Across struggles and smiles
Phasing in and out
Like the sea and shore
Spirits in sync

We spoke of memories
Mellowed with age
Flowing over small-talk
Sipping black mint tea
Cruising contently

He invited me home
I politely declined
Some other time, I say
Mine, a wry smile
His, a sly smirk

Be it high on freezing cliffs
Or deep in steamy jungles
On him, I always count
His reassuring presence
Being close

Those final back-slaps
And then we move on
In our merry little ways
We get along really well, you know
Me and Death.