you find yourself in the crowded times of life
you see someone whose buety is sharper than a knife
the world seems to stop as you admire this precios moment
and your heart beets faster, as you stand on the pavement
your jaw feels as if it wants to hit the dirty floor below
you feel compelled to at least say hello
but the moment leaves you before you know it
and the world hits you and your moments seems to split
you look and see she has dropped her glove
and you feel weird, like a stranger in love
stephen wave
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/strangers-in-love/
