Modern poems about spring. In urgent need. . .

Rain passes through my chest.

Surface glass

A sound

Tick tock tick tock

Run down from a very high place

Like a long-haired girl shawl and a black waterfall.

Hurry up

That's why I became

In the endless rain curtain

A dizzy elf

I can't tell who it is.

That's really unstoppable.

desire

Raindrops are flying in the air.

Floating slowly in the sky.

Gather strength from

Untouched clouds

Infiltrate quietly

My broad chest

So my breasts fluctuate.

Stir up ripples

Flapping on the rocks of feelings

Wave after wave of breathing.

With a drop of rain

Moisten each other

A drop of rain like this.

Go deep into my heart

Mixed with my thoughts.

And then through the narrow space in my heart

Clean everything.

And a ray of sunshine

Seize the opportunity to travel through time and space

Reach my clear sky