I caught a glimpse of her.
I wasn't even using bait.
And when I held eye contact
I was trapped in a moment that
I hoped would have no end.
Something seemingly peripheral
Jumped to exceedingly visceral
This ocular meeting and interview
Had the effects of a witch’s brew.
A passing glance of happenstance
Perhaps it's chance or fate had its plans
Paralyzed...
as if powerfully tied,
by our parallel eyes.