Darling it's raining

such a horrid day to be wet

but I like when your swaying

so dont make it such a fret

I just got my hair done

curled and all

loosen up and have some fun

we could dance and have a ball

No darling I'm freezing

outside is just to cold

well baby I'm reeling

to see you get bold

But my shoes are new

and I need to meet up with Ella

Let me woo

I could even get an umbrella

But...

Sudden rain befalls.

Two lost souls, nowhere to go.

One shared canopy....

While we stand here,

Close and wet,

I sense something else is near,

The scent of regret.

I knew I shouldn’t have killed her,

And I’m sorry to say,

You might not concure,

But she’s out of the gray.

She won’t hurt anymore,

She’ll be blissfully glee,

Though it’s hard to ignore,

She’s not completely free.

So, instead of saying sorry,

I’ll take you too,

Under this umbrella,

No one will have a clue....

The rain begins, a sudden pour,

Two strangers meet, and nothing more—

But fate, it seems, has drawn them near,

Beneath an umbrella, hearts unclear.

Their hands brush close, a silent spark,

As raindrops dance in shadows dark.

The world is blurred in sheets of gray,

But in this space, they’re swept away.

No words are spoken, yet they know

That time has slowed, the moments flow, ...

I believe it was fate.

Most likely the raindrops that poured down on us relentlessly.

The street was abandoned, and so was the sky for it was deserted of any colour.

The grey clouds smothering all rising stars, although there were something that shined brightly.

The bright sphere, a night light comforting me from behind the curtains of grey.

I was still, until the sky started waling,

An...

We locked eyes for a moment,

And that moment turned into an eternity.

My past lives flashed before me

And you were in each highlight.

I felt a long-smothered flame erupting in my aorta—

Sparks fly between us—

I flew back to you.

You will find me in every life.

The look you’re giving me—

Is that love

Or loss?

Fire & rain—

Next stop, Silver Springs.

We both said things we didn’t mean.

I slammed...

We were caught in the storm

Not knowing if the end was in sight

We were trapped waiting

For the rain to stop

Huddled together trying to keep warm

Huddled together trying to keep dry

Not wanting to leave eachothers side

We would survive this storm

Under the comfort of our umbrella...

Below on the green terrain

stands a woman

hoisting an umbrella

of pink

and gold

Humming to a tune in her head

Hmmmm

Hmmmmm

Hmmm

Across the way stands a man

a grey beard

a quickend pace

seemingly in a state of peril

Worry

Worry

Worry

He stands drenched in the skies tears

whilst she steers clear

They walk towar...

The sky was clear as it rained.

It wasn’t going to change anytime soon.

Summer could be like that.

Taylor walked down the street.

He carried his umbrella, yet he was soaked.

Water dripped from his black hair into his eyes as he passed the town library. He imagined the lion statues shaking their manes and trying to catch the drizzle in their gaping jaws.

This made his lips turn in a little smi...

The clip of my heels on the concrete sounds softer than usual

My feet walking on pads of cloth

I feel like skipping but I know it is going to rain soon

I whistle, my lips perked in such a way as to create different notes and patterns and my chapstick lays like a wax coating over a candle

The thunder interrupts me

I reach into my bag and pull out a checkered black and white umbrella

I open it,...