Piccadilly Line, alight at Covent Garden,
take the lift to street level,
step out into fresh air
and there, across the road,
under the awning of M&S,
they stand:

looking, preening, phoning, hoping,
texting, watching, thinking, fearing …

… W-A-I-T-I-N-G

for their rendez-vous.

Is yours there?