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 towards on another

Unbeknownst of the other

Walking

Walking

Walking

Their paths of sight collide

she offers a warm smile

his tension subsides

He grins

Wider

Wider

Wider

He slides underneath her umbrella

A safe haven from the storm

They are lost in a trance of the other

while the rain falls around

pitter

pitter

pitter

I see all this as I fall from the sky

with thousands of others alike

My body slams hard onto the umbrella

slides to the ground

just as all the others

slip

slip

slip

And I sit in my puddle

and watch the newly formed lovers

walk away

into the unknown

…

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