Beside me, down these burnished lanes,
as rainfall confounds street lamps, signs,
commingling glimmers, memories,

how I recall hours searching
for your glasses, my house keys,
eventually to squint and see
beyond this blur stirred clarities:

merging paths past benches, park,
lit doorways, coffees, names exchanged,
red umbrella bought and shared,
warm shelters of remembered days,
escaping early autumn chills.