Sense Sonnet - Pumper

 Our Lives First Intersected

You were driving down Fourth Street, north.

I was driving up Oak Street, east.

The intersection, both came forth.

For the moment our driving ceased.

A collision the two cars had,

But thankfully no one was hurt.

The cars' damage was not too bad.

We agreed, neither was alert.

Information was exchanged by

Each other and neither one be

Too upset, and the reason why,

We hit it off apparently.

On New Year's Day, the morning of,

We two did meet and fall in love.