Can I join you for lunch?

A person alone a real beauty
keeps her head down as i walk in
I assume she wants to be alone
so I drift past to a table near by

She looks up now and she smiles
A social situation that is easy
I should stand up and join her
the smile was warm and inviting.

Fear holds me in my seat
the connection brief and safe
but where could it have led?
Fear the thief of possibilities.