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
Will I complete the mystery
Of my flesh
My flesh
(from the poem "wade" by E. E. Cummings) 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 Will I complete the mystery Of my flesh My flesh Explain Request ×
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