Reminds me of this moment I really enjoyed years ago, but didn't take a picture at the time.
A very early morning
No one in the street
The whole city still slumbers
It's raining
Puddles at your feet
Smells of ozone and earthworms
Leaning on a wall and smiling
Still not a soul in sight
Hey I'm not a poet, it doesn't have to rhyme alright
Dawn comes like clockwork
Like those late for work
Robots that huddle and shiver
All hurrying somewhere dry
Only one loving this water
Until a stranger comes by
This one not looking down
Someone else living in the present
Both nodding in agreement
Silent yet sharing the moment
In my beautiful old town
Seriously though, thanks for reminding me of that morning. Should have taken a picture then, but I was too busy doing nothing. Same kind of vibe but more cobblestones.