This is a short poem about K.K's life and when he meets the female main character, in which is named Hikari. He used the song K.K. Swing.

A young hipster-et was walking down my isle. She was wearing a funky fresh optical dress and some shoes to match. It started to rain and that graceful gazette pulled out a burning bright lotus parasol and walked over, smiling, water dripping down her bright, and enthusiastic face. I could tell she was here for my music, not me.

"Hey K.K.! I'm Hikari!"

"Hey, that's cool. Its nice to meet cool new cats on the scene. Got any requests?"

"I heard K.K swing was a good one.."

"Then that's what I'll play."

Lovely, lovely, her faaace. As it was filled with, all this grace That befell her lovely jade green eyes That I could never ever despise. And she was a pretty picture on a rainy day.

Lovely, lovely, her light That single hope that burned so bright. I never thought I'd see the day Where her beauty faded away And she was a pretty picture on this rainy day.

As she smiles at me, I could feel my heart race quickly. I sang uncomfortably but still as great as I would for anyone.

Lovely, Lovely, her eyes That always seemed to hypnotize Every time I made a move I'd always be thrown into her groove As she was the pretty rainy day, where love could never make her go away.

As I stroked the last chord of my song she smiled and clapped. What a hip, groovy cat. I liked her.

"Here's the aircheck for K.K. Swing. The Aircheck..? The music."

"Oh, thanks!"

And she turned around and ran off, out of my sight. I wish I had a picture of my beautiful rainy girl.