This. Is Crucial.

I want to feel the rain again

Where this moment is everywhere

Where wishes of infinity emerge.

I have a decent desperation for the touch of feeling

Where it is endlessly surrounding me, I can run and never escape.

The drops will pierce my skin (a bliss) and soak into my pores

Filling the holes of my soul

And my mind cannot wander when all I know is this.

I want to feel the rain again.

Aware of it being solvent that I may be soluble

Forced to feel.

Forced to immerse.

I am saturated and forced to swim.

How long am I able to watch you blur my window?

I need to feel the rain again.

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[jessicamarie19]

There is a motif of rain in your poems! At least there is in the ones I have read this morning. I like your viewpoint as a writer. And I absolutely loved this stanza:

Aware of it being solvent that I may be soluble
Forced to feel.
Forced to immerse.
I am saturated and forced to swim.