Our eyes cross

Our eyes crossed in the vast night
And I cannot decipher if for fright
Or something else had her make time stop...
And I skipped a beat and lost breath.
She felt something, I knew,
She felt something she feared
Could it be true?
That as her brows stressed
And her eyes worried
Mirrored to me her fear of love.
She made me sweat and I regret
Ever turning my head
To see an angel bewildered as she!
Could it be I? Could it be I?
Do stars really cross for a reason
Far greater than but mere season?