passing hearts

Two people passing by on a street or square with the sun setting and the moon claming its place in the sky. In an instant their eyes lock and a spark flies. As fast as it happens it is over again.They walk on just to stop after a few steps.
‘Who was that?’ They turn around but can’t see the other in the crowd.  Both have the wish to see the other just one more time, to confirm it wasn’t a dream. As if moved by destiny the crowd splits apart and the two catch each other's eye again. Another spark flies between them before the crowd closes up. Love? Lust? Both? Or soulmates? Who knows.  Destiny moves in strange ways. For now they just pass each other, leaving each other's memory imprinted with their smell, their look and their hearts until destiny brings them together again.