Excuse Me, I Am Looking for Directions

By accident. 
Someplace silly.
Bedford & N. 7th.
I'd see you before you saw me. 
I'd start shaking immediately. 
Dancing in space. 
I'd tap you on the shoulder.
And ask for directions. 
I'd think this is clever. 
You'd turn.
Smile that great smile you hide. 
In nervous realization.
What's after that?
That's when I'd pass out.