I saw her today as I looked the other way. Down in the subway she held my gaze in sway. Seconds stopped and took in a breath. All the world seemed stunned frozen in death
It’d be nice to meet you. I would like to know you.
I saw her again this morning - passed her by the crossing. I smiled and blushed as the traffic hummed to a hush. Couldn’t place her face nor match her person. Though I knew those eyes that much I’m certain.
I saw her again drifting through my restless dreams Her vision had seemed to break in between its shallow seams Sleepy eyes could’ve let me dream away. When I did I must have missed today.
It’d be nice to meet you. I would like to know you.