Hearts.

Hearts poured over the open umbrellas, with each beat, each pump. A rain of hearts over the city. Blood covered the streets; blood pumped by hearts. Hearts coming down from the clouds. Clouds with hues which ranged from piquant crimson to candied light purple, from salty blue to sour red, from sweet yellow to bitter gray; hues which swirled around the sky, in a dace accompanied by the constant pitter-patter of the hearts; raining hearts coming down from the luring colors of the sky.