She loved it in the storm. She was standing on the balcony, her eyes full of expectation. He approached to her from behind and touched her protuberant shoulder blades. She enjoyed his fingers, then suddenly turned...
Balcony was on the fourth floor of a panel house. It was well seen from the opposite panel house, worse from the street. After all, who would be walking along the street in the storm with head turned upwards? However, in the opposite windows, a few heads appeared immediately in the first day.
On Saturday, it didn't look like storm. They were sitting on the balcony, drinking the red wine, suddenly he began to recite:
day you won't find in a calendar
day, when all the streets are lit up
day, when also the witness moon gets out from the sky
to the bar moon
so let's drink
to a woman,
who will come
when you are waiting for her the most
He wrote a poem by finger on her body: "You are that woman," he lied to her.
Finally, the storm has nevertheless broken out. An elderly man was hanging around the near tree. He was watching the situation on the balcony by military binoculars. When they noticed a man at the same moment, both shouted at him:
"Hey, you! Spy!"
Binoculars fell out of hands of a distracted man. He bent down for it – but couldn't straighten back. She burst into laughter so much that saliva stuck in her throat. He beat on her back with white stripes from the upper part of the swimsuit and stopped only when he felt pain in the little finger. And on top of that, the sun rose from behind the clouds.
"What's with you?!" she asked irritably.
He pointed at sky: "Have a look, Julie, isn't it beautiful?"
She turned her back on the rainbow disgustedly.
- - -
Merciless city sun has been awfully shining since morning. Anticyclone struck the whole Europe. Song from the sweet sixties was heard from some balcony. He was vainly trying, but couldn't remember the names of a singing couple. A woman energetically opened the balcony door and pulled him indoors. "No, we two are not Romeo and Juliet..." a man was singing over and over that old song.
- - -
Hot and dry weather was not going to end. She left him one sunny morning. He expected it. He currently modified two last verses of a poem by which he deceived her once before the storm long time ago. In unclear expectation, he got out on the balcony with a glass of the red wine.