久しぶりの雨に
腕を伸ばす
もう片方も
豊かな種には上空の寒気
はねる粒は芽吹きのむずつき
肌の火照りを吸い
ひび割れた唇が熟れる
髪は泳ぐ
湿気を掻く爪の軌跡
鼻腔を開き喉を滑る甘み
乾きは性に合わない
タオルケットのような雲にくるまり
全身で
六割を満たす
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Rain after a long time.
I stretch out an arm,
Then another.
The fertile seeds contain the cold of the upper air.
Spattering drops are the itchiness of sprouting.
The heat of my skin is absorbed.
The chapped lips ripen.
My hair swims.
Nail marks left on the humidity.
The sweetness opens up my nasal cavities and slides down my throat.
Dryness is not for me.
Rapped up in a blanket made of toweling,
My whole body fills up the six tenth.