and all because of a storm

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My umbrella clicks open
Narrowly missing your nose
Sorry
I whisper
As it begins to pour
You smirk
Apology accepted
I blush
Thanks
You shake your head
Playfully exasperated by me
I giggle and offer you the umbrella to share
I'm good
Pluviophile, remember?
How could I forget
Your blissful face at storms
Your pure glee at rain
A reason I fell in love
Just from weeks sharing a train
Waiting has pulled us together
Our story can now begin
And all becuse of a storm

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