Do not share an umbrella
   with someone you have
       just met.
Hard enough to do the dance
   with your best friend
       or sister.
One walks too fast,
   the other too slow;
the umbrella is always
   too small.
And of course
   the handsome stranger
       will be much taller,
rendering the umbrella
   almost useless against
       blowing rain.
Especially do not walk
   under a tree with low
       hanging branches
waiting to dump water
   all over your face
       so that
when you reach the coffee shop
   together
you have to towel off
   with tiny napkins
       and hope
he stills thinks you are cute
   with the frizz rising
       on your curly hair
and muddy street water
   soaking your rolled up
       pant cuffs.