the second I saw
you in my peripheral
my sphere of comfortability
collapsed around me

scarf, bangs,
womanhood worn like
a sundress in
perfect still motion,

and a familiar rush of blood to
the head that shortly followed

it comes from nowhere
so devastating
so pure
heavenly rain drowning
the most beautiful field of flowers

I mustered strength to utter
formalities, and paled in
comparison to the confidence
and strength you felt in yourself

I felt ashamed I felt weak
I felt small and in awe
I felt love I felt loss
in her

I crashed cars and felt my
willpower dissolve
like a falling star

why must beauty be so devastating?
love so fleeting and insane?

how can you walk
in here and make
one feel things so
irrationally profound?

I don't need answers,
though I'll keep questioning

and I'll trudge onward
though I'll never know her name