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Umbrela

Rain tempts us umbrela us, but occasionally driven our curiosity to somebody.


Vastest country people seldom umbrela them even in rain.


Queen's country people need it, patricularly in Capital city.


You umbrela you, hiding your face and identity such as a spy, but your slendor body with your beautiful legs could be seen behind you.


Rain makes us make many good songs, thus many poets could want evading that theme, but song is different, lyricist and composer are in spontaneous test their talent.


But your step is anytime nonchalant. 
That behavior stirs my mind up to follow you and make my poem!


Even stepping sound you make on sidewalk makes me feel repeled by you such as your making on the sidewalk.


But if you make flattery or sort of fallowing suit to other ones for you, I'd never folow you anymore.


If yoy accept my love instantly, I'd be happy, but I'd never make good poem anymore.


Umbrella, how do you feel when you are sheilding her face, but you can look at?
Very sometimes, she takes her face shown to the one walking beside her or the one facing her and crossing her and passing only a few second.


I'd never make sad song imagining you, but I'd never make enjoyable song neither.
That song is anytime so uniquely neutral, possibly that unknown funny somewhat is life, isn't it?


You'd give no answer to my question.
It's okay, coz I love only you umbrela your face and expression!


Thus, I want everyday so rainy, coz that day makes you beautiful more than sunny day!


Eventually, I'd choose unhappinewss about you in getting love together, even I'd neglected by you forever, my love could never end but if you contact me, my love is over at the moment.
Coz happiness could make me only uneventfully hackneyed song in poetry!


Thank you, umbrela, you to make her especial to me and write my poem in heard song in my brain!
(May. 19th 2020)


Memo: But you should take care of your behavior, in never regarded to be a stalker.