While their hearts beat a frantic drum,
A nervous tremor, barely numb,
Eyes lock across the crowded room,
A silent question, blooms in gloom.

Do whispered dreams, in each soul reside?
A yearning unspoken, deep inside?
A chance encounter, a stolen glance,
A spark ignites, a fleeting chance.

Will hesitant smiles, a greeting convey?
Or will this moment, quickly fade away?
Beneath rapid pulse, a story untold,
While their hearts beat fast, a future unfolds.
With cross-star lovers from the past