i will wade out. till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers. I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air. Alive with closed eyes. to dash against darkness in the sleeping curves of my body. Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery with chasteness of sea-girls. Will i complete the mystery of my flesh. I will rise After a thousand years. lipping. flowers. And set my teeth in the silver of the moon.