Outside was ignored
As we were busy hearing
Each others’ Inside
Rain was a minimal thing
We were indifferent to the world
While hearing only
Each others’ unshared tale
Oh, it is raining – you said and opened your umbrella
You shelter yourself and me
And, wind takes it away ~ far very far
We both look it in a silent awe
Then you smile, I smile
We both were thinking perhaps
Who should run for the umbrella?
While rain soaks both of us~ we perhaps think
Who will find our umbrella?
After all, who finds the most valuable thing
Who finds our lost love?