In fleeting moments, paths entwine,

Ephemeral bonds that life designs.

We meet by chance, our stories blend,

A spark, a laugh, a brief amend.

Through hurried days and nights that fade,

In crowded rooms or sunlit glades,

We share a glimpse of who we are,

A trace, a light, from near or far.

I see you grow, though from afar,

In whispered dreams and distant bars.

Your courage blooms, your spirit soars,

A testament to untold wars.

Our journeys part, yet still I see

The light you left inside of me.

Though time may wane and space divide,

Your presence lingers, undenied.

For in this dance of fleeting chance,

We find a depth in transient glance.

A fleeting bond, yet deeply known,

In brief encounters, seeds are sown.