YOU MADE ME TURN THE CORNER

Inspired by Becsta's poem 'Around the Corner' - and a profile picture.  This is the imagined would-be suicide's reply after seeing her in another window.

I’d like to make your aquaintance;
I first saw you in the distance,
Through our windows, ‘cross the street,
Our eyes did, unexpected, meet.

I had moved here, to fortune make,
Then felt I’d made a huge mistake.
Prices were high, the pay was low
(That is, when there were jobs to go).

Feeling burned out, alone, near broke,
I thought I’d end life at a stroke.
At the limits, past reason’s edge,
I just had to jump off the ledge.

I had put my suicide note
Into the pocket of my coat,
So those who found me in the street
Knew how I’d want my body treat.

You smiled and then you looked down (where?);
I glimpsed a shock of your blonde hair.
You pulled your hooded jacket off,
Revealing you were in the buff.

Such a sight I’d not seen before,
As I gazed from the 19th floor.
Your picture of such youthful health
Stayed this man from killing himself.

To find there’s still beauty in life
Banished my loneliness and strife.
You are such a revelation,
And a credit to creation.

I can’t help it, I do believe
That, perhaps, I have found my Eve.
You are my breath of fresh weather;
Let’s face city life together.