She,
The beauty,
An umbrella,
Over her head
In the strong shower
With no place to be gone
All alone
With no one for help
A stranger
Sees the girl
With an umbrella over her head
Through the misty shower
He sees only
A dark figure
With a long and curly hair cascading
With a color of a dreadful black night
Wearing a gown
Color of a cloudless sky
Like an angel
Who had fallen down
From the heaven and got lost
The stranger
With an umbrella over his head
Pace slowly towards
The girl standing alone
She stares and
He smiles
Though it is not
a time of a smile
She smiles
Just few seconds,
I can see
Two figures
Walking along the empty,
cold  and muddy path
An umbrella over their heads
Another left behind
With the grabbed hands
Maybe forever...