If it had rained that day
they would have met
under the awning
in front of Weddell’s Antique Store
while waiting for a morning shower to pass
If it had rained that day
they would have cut classes
and watched afternoon storm clouds approach
while sharing chocolate cheesecake and hot coffee
in Mario’s Bistro across the street
If it had rained that day
they would have giggled and held hands
while dodging rush hour headlights
as they dashed through the evening downpour
to her little red sports car
If it had rained that day
she would have cracked her window just before leaving
to hand him her number
and he would have stood in the soaking torrent
watching her drive into the darkness
If it had rained that day
he would have called next morning
and they would have flirted
and courted
and fallen in love
If it had rained that day
Marv Himmel June 1, 2011 ©