A song, a road and a drizzling afternoon...

A song like that
Happening
With the road getting wet
By this afternoon drizzling soft...
O what more can one really want?
This life
Or lives ever after?

O this wetness
As a song calling all
To tread to the Golden Gate...
Is it not the way to be
In the flow rivery?

O
See
How me gets slow rivery!
See
How armed with bracelet silvery
me just be
Songy...

And
The city
How me sees evolve to dreams
Like wet leaves catching moments as they drop...as they drop it seems...
And that shutter bug in me clicks
Clicks snaps eternal
As camera obscura...
Of the city...
As a dreamscape...
Perfect...