A Beautiful Person

I.
I suppose,
You could say we met
On a strangely auspicious day.
The sun was out,
Shining as it so often does in movies,
And the ambient noise was
Simply perfect.
A child's scream
Blending seamlessly with the rush
And adrenaline of cars
Racing by like a street race,
Followed  by
The urgency embedded in
The police car's siren.

II.
I suppose,
You could say we got along well.
I fancied him. A beautiful gentleman.
A beautiful person.
There was a grace and mind
So pure,
It struck me like the roaring
Thunder
During the storm;
I was shocked.

III.
I suppose,
You could say we met again.
Not by coincidence, or perhaps maybe.
What a strange fellow he was, or is.
I can't be quite sure.
Either way, he was a wonderful
Conversation partner.
A body with a soul and mind
So perfectly matched
It was as if there was a
God
Who created him
Like a puzzle.

IV.

I suppose,
You could say we didn't connect.
And yet we did.
But we didn't at the same time.

V.
I suppose,
You could say we were both confused.
Life often escaped both of us,
And we often found ourselves in
Odd situations.
Separate
Odd situations.

VI.
I suppose,
You could say we met again yesterday.
You could also say we didn't say much.

VII.
I suppose,
You could say we didn't say anything.
At all.

VIII.
I suppose,
You could say we don't know each other.