The dream of new possibilies
in only a passing glance.
A hundred thoughts fly by
in a moment
when our eyes meet.

I rise from my seat at the Corner Cafeand make my way to his table.
"Mind if I sit?" 
I choose to believe in possibilites
for life,
for love,

or maybe, 
just friendship.
He smiles
and fuels my hope hope,
for what, I'm not yet sure.

"I'm Jenny," I say.
"Tom," he answers.
We shake hands. 
"Nice to meet you." 
Who knows what the future will bring.