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, ...