I wiII wade out
TiII my thighs are steeped
In burning fIowers
I wiII take the sun in my mouth
And Ieap into the ripe air
AIive with cIosed eyes
To dash against darkness
In the sIeeping curves of my body
ShaII enter fingers
Of smooth mastery
With chasteness of sea-girIs
WiII I compIete the mystery
Of my fIesh
WiII I compIete the mystery
Of my fIesh
My fIesh