I love us to come across in the beauty of an accident

I love to meet you at a certain point along the path of my life.

I love to see your beautiful eyes, adorned with a smile that soothes a lonely heart.

I love, without realizing it, to turn my head toward you
as you walk by, wrapped in the joy that fills your day.

I love to gaze at you from afar, a soft smile playing on my lips
As you struggle to carry your shopping bags, clutching a bucket of flowers close to your chest.

I love to glance at you smoke a cigarette beneath the streetlight,
surrounded by the glimmer and cold hush of the night.

I love to know that you managed to finish a cup of ice cream before it melted away.
Wiping away the remnants clinging to the corners of your lips
with the white napkin you carry in your left hand.

I love to pause for a moment at the corner of the street
just to watch the silhouette of your figure
your long, flowing hair dancing in the breeze of summer.

I love us to come across in the beauty of an accident
Wherever and whenever that may be.