Paths are meant to cross:
It’s why your eyes extended a bridge,
Why your aura welcomed me in,
And why I chose to walk.

I stepped onto your path head in hand,
And ready for your game of love.

We strolled slowly on our path,
Bathed in smiles and locked in gazes.

We sauntered on our course,
Exchanged glances, traded laughs, lost sleep.

We sprinted in stride,
Wandered into the unknown.
We were lost but, still somehow, in the right place.

Crossing paths was a gift from Him,
A brief reminder, a prized opportunity;
A chance to step together in the cadence of life,
And dance to the rhythm of love.