Change encounter

About that time you met your soulmate in a public place

Struck by your visage as by sudden rain
when I saw you sitting in the train.
I would like to have your name.


Unsure if I should share this here
sourced from a rejection fear
(but I couldn't simply up-and-rear)
So I asked myself - no, commandeered
to ask you for your name


How could I get up and go,
without even the chance to know
(do I despise rejection so?),
without asking for her name.


So here I am, myself presenting
before your eyes - they unrelenting
crenels in my armor denting.
Whilst I ask you for your name.


Still I sit here - and you sit there
Connected by our thoroughfare.
I liked the sharing of coupé
but I will never know your name.