PARASOL (Prologue) by Leia Mae "Yummy" Caliston

I saw her one day across the street from my window
holding what I thought was the cutest umbrella of its kind
She wears anticipation on her face
The skies are getting darker looming with rain
Any minute now it's going to fall.
I stood beside her and told her it's going to rain
She said she knew and claimed she was waiting
Right there, I swore the girl was nuts.
I must have been crazy too because I didn't move
I just stood there and watched her lift her face
God, but she's beautiful! I wanted to understand this girl.
I told her my name was Rae. I learned hers was "Lily"
"Well Lily, do you mind if I share your umbrella?" I asked.
"It's not an umbrella but a parasol." she corrected.
And I think I just fell in love with this strange girl...

Because it's a rainy night.

- from Leia's Beautiful Mind 06/02/12

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