Oh, beautiful stranger; I don’t know you and you don’t know me.
Daily you pass by; I reflect on how you are so ridiculously pretty.
Focused and resolute; marching to war with a captivating smile.
Stylish and exquisite; with eyes revealing a mind of wit and guile.
In this crowded metropolis; something has drawn me to your soul.
The moment you caught my eye; something within had lost control.
Time to let these written words express; where the mouth would fail.
Perhaps we’ll no longer be strangers but if not; it’s still an amusing tale.
