Vera Gastmann. "Once upon a time in the rain..."

...Once upon a time in the rain
Flying high above the lost city
I saw you walking down the street
Talking to the fallen leaves
Crying with the rain
The wind rustling in your hair
Are you lonely, moongirl?
Nails painted black
Strange and sad
Did you ever exist
Or was it a poet's dream?

(Ivor Wivern. "Wings and rings")