Evening stroll

It rains. It pours. It stops raining.
The evening stroll.
The wet city of a foreign nature
The trees leak
The puddles gather in gaps
Wandering on.
A new street.
A newer perspective.
Pink scarfs
Flamboyant struts.
Poutine slobber
A lover from the past.
A smell ignited
This place I was, some time ago.
Jaguar games
Childhood remains
Stained liver
Cupids quiver