a pearl puddle

My hair melts from my head, collecting on my shoulders until it slides down my arms, past my chest, over my navel, down my thighs, knees, and calves, joining my feet in a puddle on the ground. My bald head shortly follows and I lose my sight, hearing, and smell as my facial features condense to bodily soup. I soon lose my shoulders which detach my arms that drop and melt into pools like the rest of me. My legs are last to go, but they swiftly follow. Now I stagnate as collection of liquid waiting to get washed away by the next rain, into the deep and vast oceans of the world. Take me away from here before I evaporate in this stale heat that I'm too familiar with.