“Internet Dating”

How can there be
so much anxiety
in this much anonymity

You don’t know me
or until just now – of me,
nor do I know you

except for a picture,
a small brief glimpse of a face
and not a glimmer of your soul

So little chance we’ll even meet
or speak
to say nothing of something beyond

Yet I’m nervous to approach
fearful of being ignored
or being noticed

Most fearful of this feeling
that I’m lonely
and so, probably are you
Now you’ll look at my face, my age
my fleeting glimpse
and decide what course to sail

Probably I’ll stay lonely
and so, probably, will you

But there’s something about your eyes
that moves me forward
Something in your smile
that makes me want to………want to.

Such a fanciful leap, yet…………………