Carry On

{{I turn my face to the tumultuous sky
letting the drops of warm rain
haphazardly wash over me
my August scorched hair and clothes
hungrily drinking up the summer forgotten moisture
the tickle of the wind scurries over my bare skin
hairs on my arm rise while a delicious shudder rattles my body
life rushes ardently through me
an emotion as strong as ever in this rare moment
of unwarranted and unbridled ecstasy}}

**Please give any feedback concerning form. I rarely write poetry and when I do, I format it in rhythms I find pleasing, but I would be interested to hear suggestions.