Rain poured too fierce for footsteps to slow,
Two known strangers dashed beneath the storm’s glow,
Their eyes collided quickly, charged with silent fire,
Time seemed to stop beneath the storm’s desire.
A glance that lingered, soft as whispered rain,
They slipped apart but held the quiet grace,
He wore a smile like sunlight after rain,
She veiled her own, unsure of morning's gaze.
The storm passed on, but something chose to stay,
Binding two hearts in words they didn’t say.
They turned away, but something still held tight —
A passing glance that changed the course of night.
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