In the gentle crossing of unfamiliar eyes,
A story begins without a spoken word,
Threads of fate woven into the silence,
Two hearts whisper what cannot be heard.

The air is thick with untapped potential,
Hope lingers in every shared smile,
Strangers form a bridge of understanding,
Time stands still, if only for a while.

The dance of first words, tentative and shy,
Unfolds like petals in a sunlit dawn,
Each syllable a step in an unknown journey,
A melody of trust slowly drawn.

In the tapestry of life, a new pattern weaves,
Destinies entwined in spontaneous grace,
Meeting someone new is a gentle reminder,
That every end is a beginning in its place.