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Tango In The Dreamland Cafe

Agent aKa sits patiently waiting at a champagne coloured table under a beet red moon, sipping her very dry martini.
She casts a cool glance around the room clientele as though they were a particularly uninteresting specimen of Martian.
However, a certain operative aHa, now enters the cafe and in no disguise of which to speak escapes not her especial interest.
Covert double agent cocoa smugglers? 85% the going rate for those long Andean Hill runs of late.
"Take some of the ice from your eyes, your martini appears warm aKa."
"aHa, late as ever, pray be seated for your debriefing," she covertly responds. Their gazes clink as though a toast to unseen very suspicious gods. aHa takes a chair directly across the chess-board table from aKa, in the half lit shadowy realm of intangible substance parley-tango kiss your passing dreams hello skies...

Poetry by Chaucer Whethers