Rain

She stopped there at the threshold,
eyes lifted...
deciding.
And I,
with an umbrella hidden behind my back...
her savior,
thrilled to be so useful...

Deep breath now,
you know the words,
you know her.
Right.
Walking toward the door,
toward her,
A tap on her shoulder...
"Care to share...?"
Nailed it.

A pause.
Her eyes roaming between mine,
the umbrella,
and the sky.
Deciding...
...
A smile on her eyes,
playful,
immediate, precipitous.

Taking the umbrella
and my hand,
we ran into the rain.
without opening it...
my salvation ,
not hers.