Skipping through the puddles
darting raindrops fall
she dashes for cover
missing her lover
in the blurs of summer
out of the blue
an umbrella appears
his eyes so dear
her evaporating fears
disappear
flirting tensions are clear
soothing her with allure is near
its Magic
attracting like a spell
his charm she can't repel
feeling the blood
through her reins
he is quick to take the reigns
they are the Perfect Strangers
that remains
©morningsun
M